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He hunted high and low for that old...

- I sure am. - Well, he might be,

Well, I couldn't rightly expect Zeb to hold it for me all this time.

Why, it kind of cuts down the haze.

Then they'd better not catch up with me, 'cause they'll be a-wishing they hadn't. I...

and finally to the General Board in Washington.

- Oh, you are, are you? - Yessum.

Now, wait a minute. Here. There it is right there, see?

Tell 'em to drop their belts.

- Alvin, it don't make no difference. - It do to me.

Ain't nobody cut center but Alvin York.

I could figure something out.

I think that's what he wanted.

I reckon ain't no harm you seeing it, Alvin.

Not a cent. $120.

- Fire. - Oh, my eye.

- I'm right proud of Alvin. - Got a right to be.

Alvin cut dead center all four times.

Well, that, it means, if you're exempted, you don't have to go.

He's gonna yank you straight down to hell.

Be a-watching 'em, Joe.

Okay, Bert. The Express has gone through.

Now look, Mr. Pile,

what I'd like to know is, how do you fellows get into this valley?

against the Book and its teachings?

"And when he hath found it, he layeth it,

and couldn't expose themselves to the fire from the ridge.

We haven't room for that many here. Take them back up the line.

York, take over.

What I done to him that night we were visiting you weren't right.

How do they stand so far, Luke?

Hold your fire!

Marter, you are the legalest fellow in these here parts, if you ain't nothing else.

- Tolerable, Pastor. - What can I do for you today?

- God. - Country.

Careful you don't kill anybody with it till we get to France.

- You don't say? - Yes, sir.

I asked you how your ma was.

Is that the new seed you was gonna send for?

- Fetch me a pail of water, George. - Yessum.

- Yeah. - I'm aiming to cut five targets

- Shucks, no, Mr. Tomkins. - Well, I'll be damned.

- What are we gonna do about it? - Get 'em.

Oh, eggs are eggs, I reckon.

Hey, tell 'em to halt.

- You ready back there? - Okay here.

- You're a religious man, York. - Yes, sir.

It's more than a dollar a day.

But here's another book, York. The History of the United States.

- What's happened, Luke? - It's war.

Don't want you to be remembering me like this.

And you ain't wearing no coonskin hat.

- You mean... - Only, it's 200 acres

Oh, yes, they are.

why don't we drink against something?

I want to talk to you, Zeb, about... About that there piece of land.

Folks back home used to say I could shoot a rifle before I was weaned.

Gee, he captured hundreds of Boche and machine guns.

Come on, you, put your hands up and keep 'em up.

Why, I sure wish the Lord would throw in.

You and the Lord could throw him, Alvin.

Why don't you have a turn with her, Alvin? Take you back to your log rolling days.

- Oh, you are, are you? - Now, now, now. Hush up, you two.

- You will? - Report to me as soon as you get back.

without there's a lot of deep roots a-holding it up.

How you gonna answer that, York?

You was fighting.

And here's an offer to appear at the Winter Garden, that's a theater.

- Wait a minute! - Get out of here!

Get those hands up. Come on, move fast. Move.

We're gonna get about 60.

- Am I marrying a piece of land? - Yes. No.

I'm asking your forgiveness for a-flaring up at you the way I done.

Well, York, what you've just told me is the most extraordinary thing of all.

- The kind I got's the kind you teached me. - I know that.

Now look here...

What are you doing here, George?

I reckon I know where your brother's at.

- You say $30? - Yeah.

I'd guess it'd make a heap of difference, wouldn't it?

That are a lot of critters.

You couldn't be taking 'em off our hands, could you?

it is my pleasure to confer upon you

I reckon I can just be a-trusting in something that's a heap bigger than I be.

We're not far enough back.

Well, look, a subway is a big hole in the ground, see?

That's something for the rest of you men to remember.

Word just come. They're a-taking you for the army.

The mare was in foal.

Watch this fellow.

Now, $70 is a lot of money for a fellow like you to get his hands on.

Satan's got you by the shirttail, Alvin.

Ed Morgan's gonna do the fiddling.

You better sight him mighty fine, Alvin. That there is the last turkey.

- But I can get it for you by Saturday. - Saturday ain't Tuesday.

if I count the nights, too, I got nigh onto four months to pay you off.

- Thank you. - Good luck.

Zeb Andrews got a piece of bottomland, that's it, ain't it?

- Well, that'd go mighty good. - I'll be getting it.

Like I'm saying, Miss Gracie,

That's a Yank, all right.

Look at that there big woman.

well, I don't want to be no corporal.

- George. - Yes, Ma?

- It weren't much. - Alvin York...

Well, I never thought much on it.

Sam... Sam's right scared.