Andersonville

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A skirmish has taken advance.

Commence firing!

Hold up!

Josie, go tell the captain

there's just a few of them left.

I think we can swing around and

drive them into his arms.

Yeah.

In five minutes,

unless he tells us no.

Ready.

Aim.

Fire.

Load.

- Fire by file. Commence firing.

- Sergeant says there's a few of them.

We can drive them into you,

unless you say not to.

I don't know there's such a few of them.

- Did you see any on your way?

- No, sir.

- Did you see cavalry?

- No.

Old Jimmy McSpadden.

He'll drive them, he'll drive them.

- You tell him to drive around.

- Sir.

As long as there's no cavalry.

Leave it there!

Hey, boys.

- Cousin Josie, are you hurt?

- No. Are you?

- How are you, sergeant?

- I'll live. Just a scratch.

Not such a few of them

as I thought, huh?

Sorry, lads, should have

known there were horses about.

This war has made me deaf and blind.

Is that James?

And Benjamin too.

My respects.

If you'll detail two of your men...

...I know you'll want

to bury your dead.

I thank you, sir.

You'll stay here

and move on in the morning.

- You got rations and blankets?

- Our haversacks are over there, sir.

- Have them brought over.

- Yes, sir. Jeremiah.

You all lie flat on the ground.

Nobody stands.

Nobody moves till morning.

Cousin.

Did you ever think?

No.

I never did.

What do we do?

Pick our time, make a run for it.

Now.

- They're all watching.

- But it's night.

Once you're in their prison camps, they

got you good. You heard the stories?

Here's what.

I'm gonna stand up real slow.

- You can't stand up.

- And I'm gonna say...

...I have to relieve myself.

They'll send a guard with me.

I got a knife in my pocket.

When they hear and they come after me,

you run for it. You run like the devil.

That farm with the smokehouse

we passed this morning...

...looks like Uncle John's?

- Yeah.

I'll meet you there soon.

- Who'll look after the sergeant?

- Don't worry.

Just give my love

to the ladies in Boston.

We will, sergeant.

Ready?

Yeah.

Listen, I gotta...

Billy!

Told you. Nobody stands,

nobody moves around.

Stay, Josie.

Nineteen Massachusetts?

Second Wisconsin.

You were on our left, second day

at Gettysburg.

- I remember. They couldn't move you.

- They tried hard, though.

They were on Cemetery Ridge.

Gave that place its rightful name.

- When'd they get you, boys?

- Yesterday, back there.

You know where they're taking us?

They won't tell us anything.

Well, I know they're not taking us

to Veracruz to fight Santa Anna.

Huh?

Your attention, gentlemen!

- Now, here's the situation.

- How you fairing, Billy?

You're gonna be here a spell, so...

...make yourself at home.

- Last night.

Stretch out on the ground,

but stay in this area.

We have some supplies coming,

but dispatch didn't say when...

...so it may not be until

after dark, even.

Some of your fellows tore up a tract

just north of here.

Until then, just rest easy.

I know some of you

haven't eaten today.

And we're sorry, but we don't have

anything here. For you or for us.

- But, anyway...

- Come stay with me and the sergeant.

- Billy?

- Yes.

I'm gonna need your help with him.

Okay?

Okay.

Till then, just, please be patient.

All right?

You writing Bob's wife?

Yeah.

Right.

Well...

...when you finish with that one,

would you mind writing one for me?

- Sure.

- Afraid I never did learn my letters.

What's it like, being so educated?

I'm just an apprentice.

You just realize how much it is

you don't know.

Well, in that case,

I should be a writing fool.

Go on, write your letter.

I don't mean to be bothering you.

My father's a printer. He taught me.

My mother always read to me

while I was growing up.

My mother will have to go to

the priest to read what we send her.

I don't think she's ever got

a letter in her life.

Everybody up. Let's get a move on.

Get on your feet.

Officers. Over here, please.

This train's not for you.

On your feet now. I said, get up.

Let's go. Let's go,

Massachusetts, stay together.

- Sgt. McSpadden. Cpl. Day.

- Capt. Russell.

- How are you, sergeant? How's the...?

- Never better, sir.

You've always been good soldiers.

Always did what had to be done.

Bob's wife's address is on this. You

may have an easier time getting it sent.

- You take care of the boys, now.

- Yes, sir. Don't you worry, captain.

Just hate having to leave them.

We've been through a lot together.

You're in charge. You do what you can.

Something happens, you're in command.

- I'll do my best, sir.

- I know you will. God bless you, boys.

- Get in the car, now.

- Come on, guys.

I'll mail your letter.

We'll see you in Boston, captain.

You can bet it'll be a sunshiny day.

- Come on. Push them in back. Let's go.

- All right.

- Get going. Come on.

- We'll see you.

No, no, I don't think so.

Come on, now.

Sir.

Let's get a blanket in here.

Left, company. March.

Forward march.

Come on. Pick up your feet.

- Come on, now, hurry it up.

- Whoa. Hold on there, Yankees.

- Caught us a couple of runaways.

- Sweet Jesus.

Come on, now.

Let's go, you Yankees.

Come on, now.

Now, halt.

Teach you to run.

All right. Come on.

Open the gate.

And what do you call this

little piece of heaven?

This? This is Andersonville.

- All right, now. Let's get a move on.

- Come on.

- Move, move.

- Get in there.

Let's go. Move it.

- The hell you waiting on, boy?

- Move it on, you dirty Yanks.

Come on. Move it. Move it.

Get in there.

I'm sick of looking at you.

- Hey, take a look at that.

- Anybody from the 5th New York?

- Where you from?

- Any word about the exchange?

Nice, fresh fish.

Fresh fish. Fresh fish.

Give it to me!

- Give it here.

- Move. Fresh fish. Move.

Hey, hey, fresh fish.

Welcome to Andersonville.

Fine-looking place, don't you think?

For a hog pen, maybe.

- Hey, where'd youse get catched at?

- Cold Harbor.

Well, that's good. Means Grant's going

forward, Bobby Lee's going back.

Let me show you around.

Get a good place to stay.

You want to be up by the wall,

away from the swamp.

It don't stink so bad there. There

ain't so many bugs. People neither.

You need to shave. Come on,

I'll show you where you can shave.

- Come on with me.

- Tyce, hold it. Hold it.

Munn, leave them alone.

Stay away from them.

Munn, you leave them alone! Get away!

I know what kind of man you are,

and you just stay away.

Let the fish go.

- We'll roast them another time.

- Don't waste your time with that bunch.

- Come back with your pards.

- And you know who they are, don't you?

We'll take care of you later.

Those are the Raiders. Hyenas is more

like it. And you stay away from them.

They steer the new boys over, whack

you on the head and kill you.

Try to take your stuff from you.

- Very much obliged, friend.

- Thank you.

Friend.

You don't know who I am?

Sarge? Josiah?

Now, old Dick. Now, I

signed up with you, young man.

I fought with all of you at Seven Pines

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