:48:02
...they will restrain the one,
distain the other.
:48:06
And who doth lead them
but a paltry fellow?
:48:10
To thee I do commend
my watchful soul...
:48:16
...ere I let fall the windows
of mine eyes.
:48:18
A milk-sop...
:48:21
...one that never in his life felt
so much cold as over shoes in snow?
:48:29
O, defend me still!
:48:31
Let's whip these stragglers
o'er the seas again.
:48:35
Lash hence these overweening
rags of France...
:48:41
...these famish'd beggars,
weary of their lives.
:48:47
If we be conquer'd...
:48:49
...let men conquer us...
:48:52
...not these bastard Bretons.
:48:55
Shall these enjoy our lands?
:48:58
Lie with our wives?
Ravish our daughters?
:49:04
Hark! I hear their drum.
:49:08
Fight, gentlemen of England!
:49:11
Fight, bold yoemen!
:49:15
Draw, archers...
:49:17
...draw your arrows to the head!
:49:19
Spur your proud horses hard,
and ride in blood.
:49:24
Amaze the welkin
with your broken staves!
:49:29
[HORSES NEIGHING]
:49:32
[METAL SCRAPING]
:49:35
[YELLING]
:49:41
PACINO:
My horse!
:49:46
My horse!
:49:59
CONWAY:
And in a bloody battle end thy days!