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- Is he? - Yes, sir.

Well, I don't go around kissing men I ain't gonna be a-marrying.

You... You lend me a couple of...

Come on out and keep your hands up.

You coming peaceful?

- God. - Country...

"We find further, that it has no special creed except the Bible,

"History of the United States."

It's yours, Alvin. It's all yours. They give it to you.

And it ain't gonna take very long either

Well, I ain't never learnt, Sergeant.

Maybe you will.

Then you kind of be a-working for yourself.

And judging by all these offers you've been getting,

- Your first trip in these parts, ain't it? - Yes.

Hey! Hey! War! Hey!

See what I mean?

and they amount to around a quarter of million dollars.

Corn is thicker than fur on a squirrel.

Well, he's worth $40 if he's worth a cent.

The devil was a-pushing me from behind.

Been standing there since your pa was a boy a-plowing in the same field.

Want me to be a-setting four places, Ma, or just three?

Well, come along, Zeke. You load 'em and I'll shoot 'em.

Alvin, how do you know that it happened just that-a-way?

Coming, George.

and the house is bigger, with more windows, and the kitchen's got a pump.

Is this here the last word or has he got some place to appeal?

Business is business.

Oh, I don't know.

Squirrels'd go mighty hungry

to bring the mail from Rugby.

Pall Mall. Valley of the Three Forks of the Wolf.

Mighty good shooting for a man in his liquor.

Alvin York done shot his initials in this tree.

Well, I'm as much against killing as ever, sir.

When I started out I felt just like you said.

Nary a bit. He's just mighty well fed, that's all.

And there ain't nothing written in the Book that ain't the truth.

Well, it's a bargain. I'll take it.

Take a deep breath.

Who was you saying it was?

I can't no ways see how I can miss that whole great big target.

I said, when are you coming home?

four, two, mark.

Well, the Book says so.

Liked to kill hisself trying.

You know, you Yanks just got here in the nick of time.

I rather hoped that you would, York.

I ain't proud of what happened over there.

Sure takes a body's breath away, but I reckon we'll get through it all right.

which way would you be a-going?

Zeb here was telling me there's gonna be a dance over to Thomson's Mill.

But it was this way, Colonel.

this here clock and a sack of goose feathers.

Ma wants you, Alvin.

- Bull's-eye. - Bull's-eye.

You gotta make him let loose of you before it's too late.

Hey, we can't handle all that gang.

You better get yourself a pair of 'em specs, Zeke.

and I'm sure grateful to you for this here key.

I hope you will be comfortable here, Sergeant York.

No, I don't think so, Captain.

- Yessum. - Getting married?

Belly to the ground, you babies.

- You ain't letting him have it. - I don't know.

Takes time, it do. But you'll get the hang of it.

All right, gentlemen. That's all, Corporal.

No, it wouldn't.

Fire when ready.

- What else you got? - Well, there's

Lord, if you can,

in order to shoot at me and the rest of the boys back here.

I ain't seen you in a coon's age. Where you been keeping yourself?

This entire German salient, holding up the Argonne advance

Here you are, Jim. I reckon I won't wait to be drafted.

- What does it say, Lem? - Well...

and all them fellows are dropping around me,

But they was exaggerating some.

two sacks of rabbit skins,

- Howdy, Daniel Boone. - There's your beef, Alvin. All yours.

you could be hanging a bucket on.

- You gotta register, Alvin. - I ain't a-going to. I ain't a-going to war.

by the people and for the people.

And I'm gonna build you one of 'em sinks.

I reckon you could have got here quicker if you had carried Betsy.

And I'm going to approve your promotion to the rank of corporal.

It took a heap of looking, but he come easy.

A little religion wouldn't do him no hurt.

Alvin C. York! Report to Major Buxton immediately.

and couldn't show themselves without being hit.

because they had to rear up and show themselves

No, sir, I ain't.

- Oh, come on, Alvin. - His word weren't no count.

Don't pull it. Squeeze it slowly. Just like you were squeezing a lemon.

No mistaking the voices of 'em hound dogs.

Look likes the Germans might get into Paris, don't you think?

Certainly, Captain. Sit down, York.

Now, which one of them's got the most meat on him?

- Daniel Boone? - Yeah.

- I'm telling you, York? - Who's they?

You don't think much of yourself, do you?

Well, here we are.

the rest of 'em will see him drop and fly off, see?

Bust him in the eye, Alvin, if he winks at you.

If we can't drink to something,