Glory Page #5
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- 1989
- 122 min
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...learn his songs,
even wear his suits.
But you ain't never
gonna be nothing to him...
...but a ugly-ass chimp
in a blue suit.
Oh, you don't like that, do you?
Well, what we gonna do about it?
You want to fight me, boy?
What you gonna do about it?
You want to fight me, don't you?
Don't you?
- Come on, n*gger.
- All right!
Hands off me, gravedigger.
Does the whole world
gotta stomp in your face?
N*gger, get your hands off me!
Ain't no n*ggers around here.
So the white man give you stripes,
now you ordering everybody...
...like the master himself.
N*gger, you ain't nothing
but the white man's dog!
And what are you?
So full of hate you wanna
go fight everybody...
...because you been whipped
and chased.
That might not be living,
but it sure ain't dying.
And dying's what these white boys
Dying by the thousands.
Dying for you, fool!
l know because l dug the graves.
And while l'm digging, l'm asking,
''When, Lord, is it gonna be our time?''
The time's coming
when we gonna have to ante up...
...ante up and kick in like men.
Like men!
You watch who you call a '' n*gger.''
lf any n*ggers around here, it's you.
Smart-mouth, stupid-ass,
swamp-running n*gger!
lf you ain't careful,
that's all you ever gonna be.
You men go on about your business.
Sit down.
Well, colonel,
what can l do for you?
You can give me and my regiment
Couldn't do it, colonel.
You're much too valuable
to my operations here.
May l sit?
Thank you.
Major.
l've written a letter
to my father...
...asking him to press Governor Andrew
and President Lincoln.
But l don't have to wait
for all that, do l?
Colonel Montgomery, would you bring
that ashtray over here?
But ''valuable to
your operations here,'' you say.
Your foraging? Your depredations?
l'm quite a student of
your operations in this region.
Thirty-four mansions pillaged
and burnt under Colonel Montgomery's...
...expedition up the Combahee?
Four-thousand bails of cotton
smuggled through the lines...
...with payment to parties
unknown, except by you.
False quartermaster requisitions.
Major Forbes saw the copies.
Yes, indeed.
Along with confiscated valuables
shipped North as personal baggage.
Shall l go on?
Can you?
l can report you
to the War Department.
Oh, yes.
l can do that.
Let you take your regiment
out to fight.
That's what you want, isn't it?
Show what they can do?
When?
You are bright-eyed,
aren't you?
When?
Just as soon as l can
write the orders.
Major.
By company in the line,
double-quick!
All right, men, form the firing line!
Over here.
Form the firing line right here.
Front line, kneel.
Steady, boys!
Firing by battalion!
Ready...
...aim...
Charge!
...fire!
Cease fire!
Recover.
Here they come!
Reload.
Load it, load it!
Ready!
Aim!
Get ready, get ready,
Fire!
Reload!
Fire at will!
Pour it in.
Charge!
Fire!
They're bloody skirmishes, captain.
Thomas!
How do, Colonel?
Hurts, doesn't it?
Well, l'm extremely jealous.
You'll be back in Boston before me...
...sitting by the fire, reading
Hawthorne, cup of decent coffee.
l'm not going back.
Listen to me...
You're shot. You have to go back.
Promise me that
you won't send me back.
Promise me!
All right.
Colonel Shaw!
- What is all this?
- You haven't heard?
Lee was turned back
in Pennsylvania...Gettysburg!
Now Grant's taken Vicksburg.
And all on the Fourth of July.
My God!
lt looks like
it'll be over by Christmas.
- So how did they do?
- Splendid. Just splendid.
- Any casualties?
- Forty-two.
Give me the details.
l'll wire it in.
l don't think we'll make the paper-
l'll talk to you later in your tent.
As you were.
Trip, isn't it?
Yes, sir.
You fought very well yesterday, Trip.
Sergeant Rawlins has recommended
that you receive a commendation.
Yes, sir?
Yes.
And l think you should bear
the regimental colours.
No.
lt's considered quite an honour.
Why not?
Well, l'm...
...wanting to say something, sir.
But l...
Go ahead.
All right. See...
...l ain't fighting this war...
...for you, sir.
l see.
l mean, what's the point?
Nobody'll win.
lt'll just go on and on.
Can't go on forever.
Yeah, but ain't nobody gonna win.
Somebody's gonna win.
Who?
l mean, you...
You get to go on back to Boston
in a big house and all that.
What about us?
What do we get?
Well, you won't get anything
if we lose.
What do you want to do?
l don't know, sir.
Stinks, l suppose.
Yeah. Stinks bad.
And we all covered up in it too.
l mean, ain't nobody clean, sir.
Be nice to get clean, though.
How do we do that?
We ante up and kick in, sir.
But l still don't want
to carry your flag.
No one will take Charleston
without silencing the forts...
...protecting its harbour.
And the first one
that must be taken is that.
Fort Wagner.
Wagner mounts a 10-inch Columbiad...
...three smooth-bore 32-pounders...
...a 42-pound carronade...
...a 10-inch coast mortar...
...and four 12-pound howitzers.
Plus a garrison of about 1000 men.
As many of you gentlemen
may be aware...
...for the last four days,
our Navy has weakened Wagner...
...with a constant barrage.
Headquarters has determined
it time for our attack.
We will proceed with a direct
frontal assault, tomorrow at dusk.
The problem, gentlemen,
is the approach.
There is only
a narrow strip of sand...
...through which we can only send
one regiment at a time.
Our hope is, that the leading
regiment can occupy the Rebs...
...long enough for reinforcements
to exploit the breach.
Needless to say...
...the casualties in the leading
regiment may be extreme.
General Strong.
The 54th Massachusetts...
...requests the honour of
leading the attack on Fort Wagner.
lt's Colonel Shaw, isn't it?
Yes, sir.
You and your men
haven't slept for two days.
That's right, sir.
And you think they have the strength
to lead this charge?
There's more to fighting
than rest, sir.
There's character.
There's strength of heart.
You should have seen us in action
two days ago.
We were a sight to see.
We'll be ready, sir.
When do you want us?
Oh, my Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
He packed in the animals two by two
The ox, the camel and a kangaroo
Packed them in that ark so tight
I couldn't get no sleep that night
Noah's son's, Shem and Ham
Telling about God's master plan
Oh, my Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Tomorrow we go into battle.
So Lordy, let me fight
with the rifle in one hand...
...and Good Book in the other...
...that if l should die
at the muzzle of the rifle...
...die on water or on land...
...l may know that you,
blessed Jesus Almighty...
...are with me.
And l have no fear.
Amen.
Oh, my Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Oh, my Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord...
...we stand before You this evening
to say thank You.
We thank You, Father,
for Your grace...
...and Your many blessings.
Now, l run off...
...and left all my young'uns
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