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[Shaw enters the quartermaster's office while some of his soldiers guard the door]

Quartermaster Kendric:
Good afternoon, Colonel. Change your mind about that bottle I was talking about?

Colonel Robert G. Shaw:
I want 600 pairs of shoes and 1200 pairs of socks... and anything else you've been holding out on us, you piece of rat filth!

Quartermaster Kendric:
I'd love to help you, Colonel, but we just don't have any.

Colonel Robert G. Shaw:
Not for n*ggers, you don't!

Quartermaster Kendric:
Not for anybody.

Colonel Robert G. Shaw:
I see. Pity. I'll just look around to see if you haven't misplaced them, hmm?

[Shaw starts smashing up the place, throwing items off shelves and onto the floor.]

Quartermaster Kendric:
HEY!

Colonel Robert G. Shaw:
[Over the noise] Where are they, you son of a b*tch?!

[Shaw throws items off another shelf]

Quartermaster Kendric:
Damn it, you can't-!

Colonel Robert G. Shaw:
Can't I? I'm a colonel, you nasty little cuss! You really think you can keep 700 Union soldiers without proper shoes because you think it's funny? Now, where would that power come from?