Blake. Pick a man. Bring your kit. I hoped today might
be a good day. Hope is a dangerous thing. You have a brother in
the second battalion. Yes, sir. They’re walking into a trap. Your orders are to
deliver a message, calling off tomorrow
morning’s attack. If you fail, it will be a massacre. Let’s talk about
this for a minute. Why? We’ve got orders to cross here. That is the German front line. HOLD FAST! If we’re not clever about this, no one will get to your brother. I will. There is only one way this ends. Last man standing. We need to keep moving. Come on! We can’t possibly make
it that way, man. You bloody insane? If you don’t
get there in time, we will lose 1,600 men. Your brother among them. Good luck.