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[Somber music]
♪ We are a band of brothers and native to the soil ♪
♪ fighting for the property we gained by honest toil ♪
♪ and when our rights were threatened ♪
♪ the cry Rose near and far ♪
♪ hurrah, for the Bonnie blue flag that bears a single star ♪
♪ hurrah, hurrah ♪
- And it shall come to pass
that all they that look upon thee,
shall flee, flee from thee
and say, nin, ni.
- Nineveh.
- Nineveh is laid waste.
Vivandiere 2398.En-_us
whence shall I seek comfort, comforters?
[Crow cawing]
- [Soldier] Halt.
Now break off.
[Soldiers singing in distance]
♪ The Bonnie blue flag that bears a single star ♪
♪ hurrah, hurrah ♪
♪ for southern rights, hurrah ♪
♪ hurrah for the Bonnie blue flag that bears a single star ♪
♪ ye men of valor, gather round the banner of the right ♪
♪ Texas and fair Louisiana ♪
♪ join US in the fight ♪
♪ Davis, our loved president ♪
- You had all day to finish this.
[Fabric ripping]
♪ Hurrah, hurrah ♪
♪ for southern rights, hurrah ♪
♪ hurrah, for the Bonnie blue flag that bears a single star ♪
[Foreboding music] [Crickets chirping]
- [Mother] Darling, you should not be so hard
on your sister.
- [Older sister] She's not my sister.
- Well, that is untrue.
You have a sister, a brother and a father.
You have everything.
- That thing is not my father.
- Hush!
And you, you have duties.
You are neglecting them.
You will change
or I will cut off the limb that makes you sin.
[Fire crackling]
[Gentle music]
- The yank, Yankees were driven
from cor, corinth by va, val-
- Valiant.
- While those who are doubtful
are with scarcely an exception,
men who are doubtful the relations of social life,
who are dissolute or dishonest
or false in their private character or.
[Gentle music]
[Billiard balls clacking]
- You cheat.
- With you, I don't have to.
[Upbeat music]
- Now, chain of command.
General, colonel, major, captain-
- I know the chain of command.
The exam hardly matters, anyway,
it's the vote that counts.
- Easy, nurse, easy.
He'll be back.
- After the vote you'll be calling me, captain Healy.
Don't you forget it.
- I'll be calling you mudsill.
[Upbeat music]
[Grass rustling]
- Is this what you're meant to be doing right now?
How long have you spent with this?
How long have you been idle
while your sister sweats?
- She told me to learn these words-
- and what am I telling you now?
Ever since you've got those specs, you've been useless.
We need a man on this farm,
not a child, wearing these.
- Please.
- You were more useful when you were slow and dumb.
What should we do about that now?
You read that book didn't you?
If your right arm causes you to sin,
cut it off.
If your right eye causes you to sin,
put it out and you will stop sinning.
- Please.
[Younger sister yells]
[Girls gasping]
[Dramatic music]
- [Older sister] You!
[Frantic music]
[Both gasping]
[Muffled talking]
[Boom vibrates]
[Heartbeat thudding]
[Boom vibrates]
[Muffled talking] [Heartbeat thudding]
[Bell ringing]
[Men laughing]
- Boys, boys, what are you doing here?
- Where's our young captain?
- Gotta run him in.
- The exam, boys, exam.
- Exam, he could fold it up and put it under his hat.
- In, all of you.
[Billiard balls clacking] [Men laughing]
- [Man] I hope you boys
don't shoot like this on the battlefield.
- [Soldier] Don't you single me out, cross eyes.
- Miss, you sure he's not back yet?
- [Soldier] I'm getting tired of this mob of blind men.
You couldn't hit water if you fell off a boat.
- [Soldier] Woohoo.
- [Soldier] Gentlemen, button it.
- Yeah! - Let her go.
- Yeah. - Nice, very nice.
- [Man] Very nice.
- [Soldier] Oh, excellent.
- [Man] Good going.
[Men laughing]
Very nice shot.
- Yeah, yeah. - Good shot.
Good shot.
- Yeah. - Um-hm.
[Men chuckling] [Men murmuring]
- [Nurse] Miss, miss.
- [Alan's sister] Listen to her.
Begging your pardon, boys.
I'll be back in a minute.
- [Man] How about leaving some for the rest of US?
- What the devil are you doing?
- [Scoffs] They just needed a halfway decent shot.
- They're voting on your brother's officership
here in a few hours.
You are embarrassing them.
- We have known these boys for years, years.
Oh, run along and get a drink of water.
You'll feel much better.
- [Father] Voted down!
- [Alan] That's what happened, father.
- [Father] How in heaven's name
could you have been voted down?
- Honestly, I don't know.
We were all chums this morning
and then now they don't want anything to do with me.
- [Father] This is a devil of a fix.
I refuse to have a son at home, out of uniform.
- You won't.
I walked down the street and enlisted.
- [Father] Enlisted?
As a private?
- I ship out tomorrow.
- [Father] You will withdraw it.
- [Alan] I can't withdraw it.
- [Father] This has beneath your station
and beneath your prospects.
You have responsibilities to your family
and your class.
- [Alan] Responsibilities to what?
Sit out the war on a feather bed?
[Foreboding music]
[Footsteps clomping]
- You, up.
Bring him back!
[Upbeat banjo music] [Men chattering]
- [Soldier] Attention.
[Soldiers chanting]
[Soldiers yelling orders]
- Go on, girl.
[Clock ticking]
- The next meeting is on Monday.
- My brother ships out tomorrow.
- I had heard.
I'm going with him.
When I was nine you told me
you knew when I was fooling.
Am I fooling now?
You tell me.
You can tell me what I'm going into
or I can find out on my own.
I am not afraid.
- The nearest term for what you are now is vivandiere.
This is not like in the operettas.
There are no sanitary commissions where you're going.
There are no respectable ladies.
You march as the men do.
You eat as they do.
You sleep as they do.
You are a camp follower.
[Clock ticking]
[Gentle music]
You're not an official part of the army.
You receive neither rank nor pay
nor even the clothes on your back.
Anything you have, you have by scrounging, begging
or bringing it with you.
[Somber music]
[She sighs]
[Father wheezing]
You are at the mercy of the officers.
They can expel you from camp at any time far from home.
Your only hope is to make yourself necessary.
[Soldiers chattering]
- Come with me.
[Man coughing] [Soldier groaning]
- [Wounded soldier] Please, please, god, please.
[Soldier coughing]
[Flies buzzing]
[Soldiers chattering]
[He sighs]
You have a bedroll?
One'll open up soon.
- No, it will not, steward.
I will not have women in this camp.
I will not have children here.
Now, you instruct her to leave
or the provost marshal will perform that duty.
- You look a little peckish, colonel.
You need another day in the hospital.
- I am needed till midday at the latest.
- And make it two to be safe.
- I will walk out of here
if I have to write Jeff Davis himself.
- You care to make it three?
- Ah, devil take you, steward.
[Colonel groans]
- You look better already, colonel.
[Melancholy music]
[Soldier winces]
[Somber music]
[Gentle music]
- [Mrs. Fultz] You will face danger without defense.
You are there as an angel of mercy, never vengeance.
You move above the fray.
So understand this.
[Steamboat whistle blowing] [Soldiers chattering]
You are never, ever to join the fight.
♪ We are a band of brothers and native to the soil ♪
♪ fighting for the property we gained by honest toil ♪
♪ hurrah, for the Bonnie blue flag that bears a single star ♪
[Crowd cheering]
♪ Hurrah, for the Bonnie blue flag ♪
[Train wheels clacking]
- [Man] Hey.
[Solders chattering]
[People yelling] [Guns firing]
[Artillery shell explodes]
[Muffled heartbeat pounding]
[Vivandiere pants]
[Men yelling] [Guns firing]
[Vivandiere hyperventilates]
- [Solider] Sir, if they reload that Cannon.
- I understand.
- Take 'em.
[Guns firing]
[Somber music]
[Heartbeat pounding]
[Vivandiere gasps]
[Melancholy music]
[Water sloshing]
[Vivandiere cries]
[Vivandiere sniffles]
[Gun firing]
[Foreboding music]
[Soldier moaning]
[Gun firing]
- [Gunner] What you got for me yankee?
- [Scavenger] Come on, hold still.
Come on, I'll make you hold still.
- [Alan's sister] Stop it, stop it right now.
- [Gunner] Who's that?
- You ghouls, you grave robbers.
I'm warning you.
There's a whole unit of federals over that hill.
What do you think they'll do when they see this?
Get back to your own lines.
Get back!
[Body thuds]
[Men laugh]
[Anxious music]
[Twig snaps]
[Vivandiere gasps]
[Tense music]
- Shh.
[Men chuckling] [Men clapping]
[Men yelling]
- [Soldier] Hello, anyone there?
[Healy's sister moans]
[Water sloshing]
[Gentle music]
[Thunder roaring] [Rain pattering]
[Gentle music]
[Vivandiere sniffles]
- [Soldier] Hey.
The colonel needs help and the surgeon's busy.
Come on.
- We hold a service another hour,
rains made any bearing slow going.
- I expect.
- There's also the matter of
this creature on the loose.
This man, gunner foucher.
- Partisan ranger?
- No, sir, the grave robber.
[Bell rings]
- Shh.
- [Colonel] And how is he a matter?
- He is a disgrace to any man
who makes a pretext of being civilized, sir.
He has been seen executing wounded men.
He has been seen robbing their corpses
for items of no military value.
- So he has.
- Colonel, it is our duty to put a stop to him.
- With what resources?
It took every ounce of blood
to keep the Yankees in their place yesterday.
We have none to spare.
- He sullies our cause with murder and cowardice
and you propose to let him go free?
- Preacher, at any other time it would be my pleasure
to place the noose around his neck myself.
But this is not civilization, this is war.
As long as the Yankees control that territory,
they must be the ones to police it.
- He would be just as happy to Rob US
if we were better supplied.
- We can only pray for such misfortunes.
[Colonel winces]
Miss, you would pay attention to your duties, please.
- Another harvest of corpses.
- They engage again tomorrow.
[Boom vibrating]
[Exciting music]
[Grave robbers chattering]
[Dramatic music]
[Alan's sister groans]
[Wheel creaking]
[Dramatic music]
[Cannon creaks]
[Men chattering]
- Not today, you understand?
Not today.
You think this is a bluff?
You can't make it around before the federals arrive.
Turn back.
Turn back!
Turn back and you'll-
[gun fires]
[She gasps]
[Men clapping]
[Alan's sister moans]
- Take your hands off of me.
[Dramatic music]
[Cannon fire booming]
- [Colonel] This should interest you, preacher.
- Foucher's gang?
- All that's left of it.
Seems they walked right into a yankee howitzer.
- [Preacher] Lord almighty.
But why is he here?
- The vivandiere brought him in.
Thought he was one of ours.
I guess you'd say we have as much obligation
to his soul as any other.
[Foreboding music]
- Shh.
[Melancholy music]
- [Older sister] August 3rd, 1864, dearest sister.
I'm sure know that times have been hard
since your father's death.
[Melancholy music]
The state of the war does not give US hope.
[Weapons booming in distance] [Men yelling]
It would be easier
if you were here. [Man moans]
[Person screams]
We're not sure you owe the regiment this sort of attachment.
However, we understand your choice and.
[Dramatic music]
- [Soldier] Hold to the line.
March.
[Anxious music]
[Vivandiere whistles]
[Rain pattering] [Thunder booming]
- Uh, what?
I don't understand.
- How do you feel, soldier?
- Cold, very cold.
- I know, you're feverish, but you're out of the woods.
The colonel needs to see you now.
- Colonel, who's, who's the colonel?
- Watch him, don't let him move that leg.
[Thunder echoing]
- Son, this will not wait.
- You? You're, i'm in reb country?
- Yes, and safe.
Now they found you near the railroad-
- god damn rebs.
Damn rebs.
- They found you near the railroad track.
You might've seen-
- I shouldn't be here.
I shouldn't be here.
- Do the Yankees have a railhead there?
We need to know.
- No, I'm leaving.
I'm leaving.
Take your hands off me.
Take your hands off me!
[Vivandiere moans] [Items clattering]
[Soldier moans]
- He's bleeding.
He's bleeding bad.
- Miss, get up.
Do not let this man die.
[Soldier moaning] [Liquid sloshing]
- Chloroform? This will put US all out.
- We cannot move him.
[Heartbeat pounding]
[Soldier moaning]
[Muffled speaking]
[Heartbeat pounding]
- I can't stop it.
[Heartbeat pounding faster]
[Anxious music]
[Alan whistling]
- How about that?
We get to ride in style.
They tell me you're the only reason I'm alive.
Twice over.
You are something, magnificent.
- [Older soldier] You all do your best there, Carolina.
Why, we can't hardly get that gal to say two words in a row.
- Maybe you Missouri boys need someone
to show you how it's done.
Tell me something else.
Do I also have this, to thank you for?
Why me?
- [Older soldier] Y'all will meet up
with your compatriots soon enough, Carolina.
Word is 21st north Carolina,
they alls just a waiting for US
at the end of this here march.
- Maybe I should stay close to this lady,
it seems healthier.
[Older soldier chuckles]
- [Older soldier] You Carolina boys.
[Tense music]
[Vivandiere coughs]
- Oh, miss, a little late for you to be out isn't it?
Ah, miss, you don't have to waste that stuff on me.
I-
so, matches, matches.
[Tense music]
[Solder panting]
[Dramatic music]
[Wind blowing]
[Gentle music]
- I asked before, why me?
God, keep you.
[Gentle music]
[Weapon explodes]
[Muffled scream]
[Men yelling]
[Guns firing]
[Fire crackling]
[Chaotic music]
[Men yelling]
[Metal jangling]
- There's no railhead there you said.
No such thing.
What then may I ask is that?
- I was wrong.
I didn't know where I was.
[Alan yelps]
You lie to me again you'll get worse than that.
There's men dead today didn't need to be.
And how is it you were found
practically inside yankee lines?
What were you doing there?
Well?
- I refuse to answer.
- [Colonel] What's that?
- That's my choice.
I refuse to answer.
[Alan yelps]
- Stop it, that's enough.
- He stayed behind with the yankee wounded.
- Miss, who is he?
- This is my brother.
- Your brother?
- Private Alan Healy, 10th Ohio United States army.
He is a wounded prisoner.
I demand you let me treat him.
- Put him under guard.
- Colonel, he is a wounded prisoner.
- Prisoner he is, miss.
But two days ago, private Alan Healy
was brought to our bosom wearing gray
and yesterday, private Alan Healy
used those false pretenses to give US false information.
And if private Alan Healy cannot give
a good account of himself at his trial tomorrow,
he will hang.
[Ominous music]
[Wind rustling]
- [Alan's sister] My brother.
[Muffled explosion booming]
[Explosion booming]
[Man screaming]
- [Alan's sister] This is my brother.
- [Mother] Bring him back.
[Metal twanging]
[Vivandiere breathes heavily]
[Dramatic music]
[Vivandiere cries] [Crickets chirping]
- [Older sister] Dearest sister,
we have had some hard decisions forced upon US.
The loss of our property was regrettable,
but inevitable given the decline
and faced without adequate help.
We will write to you as soon as we're settled
and trust that anything addressed to the regiment
will find you before long.
[Melancholy music]
[Dramatic music]
[Vivandiere coughs]
- Am I needed?
Miss?
- Leave her.
Leave her.
I know her.
She is from my town.
I remember when she was this high.
- Miss, he rarely drinks.
It's only after a battle.
- Your father remarried before the war.
Isn't that right?
I was glad of that.
I always felt a little sorry for you.
You were so quiet.
- He's not a spy.
He was not awake when I put him in that uniform.
He did not know till later.
I should not have done that, I know it.
But his sister she.
[Vivandiere breathes raggedly]
She helped me.
The day Josiah died we could not save him,
but she helped me.
I knew who he was when I saw him.
It was in his face.
I could not send him back to her that way.
- Well, surely his own side-
- he would've died.
He would've died.
I could not leave him.
[Gentle music]
- He was in a tight spot.
What could he do?
We started pressing him with all those questions.
What could he say?
You can't deny what he told US might've dodged a battle-
- he will not hang.
That is my promise.
He will not hang.
Now, go back to your duties.
Go on.
- Mercy is such a rarity.
- I am an old beast.
That is another promise,
I will not be able to keep.
- That would be a cruelty.
- Preacher, she has already been cruelly used.
He knew names from the 21st.
He knew their movements.
He came prepared.
- She might've told him.
- That child?
No, preacher.
No, I know her, remember?
She did not furnish those details.
And now our provocateur
and that accessory of his have bent her to their will.
She may have helped her brother,
but they are certainly presuming on it now.
- What is it you propose to do?
- We are naive to think
that there are not more like him
this close to yankee territory.
Mercy is a chance we cannot take.
[Uplifting music]
This court having found private Healy guilty of espionage
condemns him to hang by the neck until dead.
Sentence to be carried out immediately.
My god have mercy on his soul.
[Soldiers chanting]
- No, no, you are not his judge.
You have no right!
You broke a promise!
Keep your word, damn you!
Damn you! [Gun fires]
- Enough, enough.
Get this girl to the surgeon's tent.
- Let me go with her.
Please, let me stay with her.
Escort this man.
We'll send for him when we're ready.
[She groans]
- We have other business, sir.
[Frantic music]
[Train bell clanging]
- How about it, yank?
Let your women do your fighting for ya, do ya?
[Liquid sloshes]
- [Other guard] They got to.
All they know is standing in parade
and polishing their bayonets and waving to the girls.
[Anxious music]
Ranks are so thin, heard they got petticoats at Shiloh.
[Dramatic music]
[Muffled speaking]
[Train bell clanging] [Locomotive chugging]
[Men yelling]
[Frantic music]
[Men yelling]
- We had a stroke of luck with this train.
[Dramatic music]
And now with the bridge in hand, we have a rare chance.
- [Sentry] Hey, you!
[Dramatic music] [Train bell clanging]
[Locomotive chugging]
[Train whistle toots]
- What the hell are you doing
stepping in front of the train like that?
[Man groans]
[Pole clatters]
[Engineer groans]
[Train whistle blows]
- That one, all the way forward.
[Steam hisses]
Now that one.
Too much, too much.
- Stop that train!
[Soldier groans]
Get the horses.
Get after them.
[Horses neighing]
Lieutenant colonel, run to the telegraph.
Block the line.
[Upbeat music]
[Dramatic music]
- What is she doing?
- Just don't get in her way.
[Dramatic music]
- Ride.
[Dramatic music]
[Tense music]
[Dramatic music]
Miss.
[Fire crackling]
Peel off, boys, peel off.
- That'll go off any second.
- She did it for a reason.
[Dramatic music]
Let's go!
[Locomotive chugging]
No!
[Gentle music] [Fire crackling]
[Horse hoofs pounding]
[Metal clanks]
[Explosion booms]
[Metal screeches]
[Bell ringing]
[Man whistling tune]
- Excuse me, is your mother around?
- Ma's not seeing anyone right now.
- Well, Josiah, we can always ask.
What is your name, sir?
[Foreboding music]
I, I do not think she will see you.
[Ominous music] [Gun trigger clicks]
Josiah, get inside, now.
- Nonsense, nonsense.
Here, that is a bonafide Jefferson Davis dime, young fella.
Your ma ever show you one of those?
Once coin of the realm, now as rare as hen's teeth.
- Do not think you can scare me with this child at stake.
- How much do you want him to see?
[Crow cawing]
- Won't you come inside, sir?
[Doors rumbling]
- It'll be just a minute, sir.
She will see you.
What is this?
- You've done well for yourself, Mr. Healy.
It made you easy to find.
What I want has nothing to do with him.
- Then let him leave.
- Auntie, the coffee's ready.
- Take a seat, Mr. Healy, now.
[Doors rumbling]
[Crutch taps]
Mrs. Healy, you've had a rough time of it lately.
- A horse threw her, two days ago.
- The boy can go.
- [Josiah] The coffee's ready, ma.
- Mrs. Healy, do you understand me?
The boy can go.
- You should leave.
This will not profit you.
- I have no interest in you or you,
only the betrayer.
I will have words with you first.
They are 12 years coming.
[Cup clatters]
You should let the boy leave.
Why don't you let him leave?
Tell her, go on.
- [Alan's sister] Never.
- [Alan] We do not get in her way.
- So that is how you want it?
Fine.
There are boys who've seen worse than he will,
when they were younger than he is.
This is your last chance.
- Josiah, would you like a treat?
Here's what you need to do.
Stand up, face that wall and cover your ears.
Then you'll hear a very loud noise like papa's shotgun.
If you don't flinch or cry or turn around before I tell,
you'll get a treat.
Do you understand?
If you can do that, all will be well, I promise.
Colonel, gunner foucher never met the Yankees that day.
He, met, me.
Now is your moment.
[Glasses pinging]
[Tense music]
[Trigger clicks]
[Dramatic music]
[Gun fires] [Glass shatters]
- Ma?
- Darling, take him into the kitchen.
We'll handle things in here.
- No, you take him.
This is our job.
- I want to stay.
- Josie, you can't, someone's hurt.
- I know, I want to stay.
[Colonel moaning]
- [Alan's sister] It's a winging more than anything.
He has a chance.
- Can we fix him?
- Are you fearless today, little Josie?
Maybe we can.
Like as not, cracked a few ribs.
Right now, it's the bleeding we have to worry about.
- [Vivandiere] You take this, keep his head down.
- Yeah, you traitors.
You vile turncoats.
What have you done to me?
Joe-fired adventuresses, what have you done to me?
- Shh.
[Gentle music]