Pharaoh's Army Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1995
- 90 min
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Corporal.
Them chickens
are starting to smell.
Well, pluck 'em.
Uh, pluck 'em, sir?
How do you do this?
I ain't.
I might.
They say you cannot know
who does and who don't.
It will surprise you.
You ain't running
From the elephant,
are you?
Me?
Yeah, you.
No.
You get shot a lot easier
showing them your backside.
And you know something
about this?
I joined up to fight.
No...
No, I ain't running.
Yeah, I know
something about it.
Rodie, we ain't soldiers.
We are chicken thieves.
You kiss my brown spot.
I joined up to fight.
My brother saw action.
Wildcat, mule springs,
Shiloh.
He said
you become a new man
With your first shot.
Dead and dying hardly
get a passing thought.
Become
cool and deliberate.
Captain!
Corporal?
You hear it?
Hear what?
Gunfire.
Whoa, whoa. What?
There was shooting
from over there.
Squirrel hunters
most likely.
Go ride over
and find out.
Ride over?
Might run straight up
to an ambush.
I'm in charge.
Neely, only reason
you got that stripe
Is you
too bold-ass dumb
To think for yourself.
Are you a general?
General, huh?
No, just a captain.
How many men you killed?
You really want to know?
None.
Rodie?
What?
You feel
cool and deliberate?
Nothing's moving.
Damn.
We should...
We should bury them.
We'd have to hang
around to do that.
You want
to hang around?
Hyah!
Want a chew?
Thank you.
Captain.
There was
a farm burnt down.
Some old man and his wife
were killed.
Where?
There.
No more than
5 Miles up the creek.
You know
whose place it is?
Yankees.
Ma'am,
they weren't Yankees.
Just some old farmer
and his wife.
They sent two boys
into the union army.
They were just farmers.
Like I said, the war
How'd you sleep?
You're going to be fine,
soldier.
Uh, how's Newt?
We're out of turpentine.
Captain,
what do we do?
Oh... I don't know.
We need to feed the boys
back at the Cumberland gap.
And that old farmer
and his wife,
We should report back
That there's
some guerrilla outfit
Running around
killing unionists.
I think we got
to wait Newt out.
He's too sick to ride.
We could hitch up the wagon
to the mule,
Haul Newt out.
Giddyup, giddyup.
I won't let
that woman and boy
Root hog or starve.
No. No, sir.
Whoa.
Will you
let me do that?
I don't need your help.
Well, I like
working with mules.
How's your hands?
Blisters
on top of blisters.
Let me see.
Let me see.
All right.
That's fine. Thank you.
Come on!
I told you I got you.
I told you.
Captain,
Newt took a poop.
I guess
that's a good sign.
Rodie, make sure
you clean up this porch.
My stomach hurts.
Worse than yesterday?
Mm-mmm.
Oh, you'll be fine.
You're not as hot.
How's he doing?
He's fine.
I'll make you
some sassafras tea.
She's pretty.
You are feeling better.
Ohh...
Hey, Johnny,
I'm sorry.
You crossed
my artillery line there.
Here,
I'll let you spit back.
Go ahead.
You're scaring the boy.
No, he ain't scared.
Are you, Johnny?
Go ahead... Spit.
Rodie,
you got a mean streak.
Cool and deliberate.
Captain?
Neely.
Uh, chicken's cooked.
Yes, yes.
I told you it was going
to get burnt.
Pow...
Pow.
You are looking
rather well this evening.
Leave him alone!
Go to hell.
Rodie!
Hey, hey, hey!
Is she crazy,
captain?
Bastard!
Rodie hit her dog.
That damn Johnny dog
ate my food, captain.
Soldier, I want you
to apologize.
I'm telling you, captain,
that woman is crazy.
If you want another plate,
you'll apologize.
She hit me
with a damn bucket!
you don't pick up a woman
And throw her
against a wall!
Private, you're dismissed!
Sir!
Hope you get a piece.
What'd you say, soldier?
Rodie, shut up.
Spent your
whole damn day, what?
Plowing her corn.
You cut her wood.
I'm sure she thinks you're
a damn good samaritan.
You know what I think?
I think you just want
a little poke.
Rodie!
Rodie, stop it!
Come on, Rodie!
Rodie!
I hope you kills
each other.
You rot in hell.
You rot in hell!
Come here.
Come here.
We can't just sit by.
I want you
to go tonight
To preacher's house
And tell him that
there's Yankees here,
And he should get word
to our people.
Don't talk to anyone
but preacher.
And you have to be back
before sunup.
You understand me?
Yes, ma'am.
These are yours.
Go on.
And I'm sorry.
There was some ugly things
said tonight about...
They weren't true.
No?
Don't think
they were true.
Your little girl died,
and...
Well, my wife died
3 years ago.
I miss her.
Miss my farm, my boy.
I come here
to your place,
And it looks
a lot like my place...
We ain't
gonna be friends.
Let's just keep
to being enemies.
Yes, ma'am.
I forgot.
You have
a better memory.
Ahem...
Is Newt asleep?
Yeah.
You know,
I don't think Rodie
Mean to be disrespecting.
His brother was killed
by a rebel sniper.
He get crazy thinking
about it. He's...
Where are you from?
Chicago.
No, I mean before that.
This small village
in Poland.
It's just very small.
You damn foreigner.
Why get mixed up
in this?
I think I get
to see new places,
I get tired
of chopping sausage.
Pretty thin reason
to get shot at.
You got a better one?
I've heard
your big reasons.
To save the union.
This is what
the generals say.
To free the slaves?
Nobody that I know
want to get killed
To free a bunch of nigs.
It's a mess, ain't it?
Why did you... Sign up?
Minister.
Brought a runaway slave
into our church
And ripped off
his shirt.
Showed off the ugliest
damn strap scars.
Right there
from the pulpit,
The minister asked
for volunteers,
And I stood up,
and here I am...
Stealing chickens.
Hold on!
Who's there, Israel?
It's Miss Anders' boy.
They came up the creek
on horses.
How many Yankees
is there?
4... 5.
Which?
One's hurt real bad.
Pharaoh sent his army
to smite Israel.
And they drowned
in the red sea.
It was wrong what
they done to your sister.
God's will
is a powerful thing.
Mama, mama.
Where's your shoes?
What did preacher say?
What?
That's it's going
to be all right.
Is he going to get word
to our people?
To your pap?
I think so.
Don't be so thick.
What did he say?
I can't understand him.
Rodie, you can get shot
for desertion.
You ain't gonna
do it.
What makes you so sure?
Because...
You ain't sure.
You ain't no killer.
They wouldn't send
no fighting man
To rob widows
and orphans.
You can't even do that.
Rodie?
If you desert,
I'll kill you.
Got to go, captain.
Rodie.
Rodie!
Stop!
Sh*t! A sniper!
God dang it, get down!
Get inside, get inside!
Come on!
Go, go!
What is it?
Newt,
keep your head down!
It's a damn sniper.
Is it pap?
I don't know.
Just keep still.
What the hell
are you all shooting at?
We can't see
the sons of b*tches!
It's the elephant.
It is.
It's just a damn sniper.
I believe he's up
on that hill.
Anybody here hurt?
You know
who's up there?
You know
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