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[Sergeant Mulcahy is leading a Company of the 54th during a bayonet drill.]

Sergeant Mulcahy:
Thrust! Develop! Guard! [walks past Private Jupiter Sharts] You're not a dancing school son, take his head off! Thrust! Develop! Guard! [walks to Corporal Thomas Searles] Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, what have here? Bonny Prince Charlie and his little toy bayonet. Your not reading your books now. Go on, go on, get over here, get over here. Now stab me.

Thomas Searles:
What?

Sergeant Mulcahy:
Stab. Me. [Searles half-heartedly prods with his bayonet. Mulcahey sweeps it aside disdainfully.] Stab, not tickle! Hit me! [Searles again lunges with the bayonet] Come on! You prissy little schoolgirl, you're the worst Soldier in this whole company, now hit me![Thomas lunges with his bayonet, Mulcahy deftly grabs his weapon and viciously knocks him to the ground with it.] No shame son, get up. [Searles lies on the ground crying] I said get up!

Trip:
N*gger forgot to duck, that's all. [a few other soldiers laugh]

Colonel Robert G. Shaw:
[points at Trip] Sergeant, deal with that man.

Sergeant Mulcahy:
[walks over to Trip, whispers] Let me tell you a wee secret, son. The only thing you're to learn to do is to keep your mouth shut. [pushes Trip back]