Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No more reason to fight,
the salt in your face, the wind atyour back...
How far can he fall to pay the price ofsurvival?
What areyou, bloodychicken? I'll kickyourass!
Japs keep us in the dark.
The guards change between 5:00 and half 5:00 every single day,
Thankyou.
You're just askin' for trouble!
Cor!
- Chief ofThailand P.O.W. Administration.
Conformity is how they gain their sense ofpurpose,
we happy few,
As for me, I'm bartering my way to happiness.
puzzles the will, and makes us rather bear those ills we have...
a man ofpassionate devotion to the colonel as well as the cause.
Yanker, wait a minute!
Fine!
The railway would be their supply line.
Greaterlove hath no man than this,
andprayforthose who persecuteyou.
Days are lost.
many ofwhom you've just met.
Don't worry, boys.
at what price mercy?
He's done it.
What then?
but we could sure hear them.
the emperor,
We called him "Yanker," 'cause he was both an American...
It's diffiicult to describe what it's like to live with permanent hunger in your belly,
You're gonna throwyourself on the mercy of Bushido?
until I remembered Dusty's words so very long ago.
How can he die?
You are a good soldier...
- is already a traitor. - Shit.
Don't know whether to thankyou or kickyour ass.
is treated as you say,
Come here.
the Hague Convention...
I think she fancies me.
who pityyou for being coward!
Oh, God, forgive me.
Bastard.
Then after every kind of misery,
and the stench ofdisease and death all aroundyou with every breath you take.
ofsomething after death, the undiscovered country...
"These wounds I had on Crispian's day."
Well, the music was bloody awful.
to sacrifice himself for others?
Hey. How about some extra for my colonel?.
They catch one, they'll kill you.
I'm his platoon sergeant.
I thought I'd see the world first though.
then what's the just response?.
What is the final destination of hatred?
Couldsomeone please get me some water?
The one who has taken the shovel, return it now.
No.
We're doing the best we can. Get used to it!
But when it comes right down to it, it's survival ofthe fittest.
Come on, Ernie.
"But ifit die,
Bastard!
Ernie, whereya goin'?.