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Gentlemen...
form your battalions.
Battalion, forward!
Father, into your hands,
I commend my spirit.
Up, men! Up! And to your posts!
And let no man forget today...
that you are from old Virginia.
Virginia!
Virginians!
For your lands! For your homes!
For your sweethearts!
For your wives!
For Virginia!
Forward!
Forward!
March!
Come on, men!
And keep your heads down!
- Reload!
- Reloading!
Clear the lines! To the front, boys!
One, two!
We are with you, General!
Come on, boy!
Come on, boy!
The glasses!
Let's go! Over the fence!
Fill that gap!
Over the fence!
Come on, men! Move!
But save your strength for the attack
and get over the fence, quickly!
Give them double canisters! That's it!
Double canisters!
Get up, men! Fire!
Give them the cold steel!
Take that to General Longstreet
quick as you can.
With my compliments.
Damnation! Come on!
Do it!
Fire away, men!
Move it up!
Steady! Keep that line there!
Keep up your fire! Colonel!
Bring your men forward.
We'll flank these ***.
Bring the men forward.
By God, we'll flank them.
Damn it all!
I will not be moved...
until this engagement is decided.
Get me a tourniquet
before I bleed to death.
Forward, boys!
What are you doing?
You've got to come up and help us.
In God's name, they're flanking us.
Coming down on the right
and firing right into us.
Head for the trees.
Head right for the center.
I'll call for double-quick. Nobody waits.
- Everybody goes.
- All right.
Boys! At the double-quick!
March!
Come on! Together!
Come on, boys! They're breaking!
Forward to the wall!
Get them to the ridge, boys!
Move out, boys! Move out!
Come on, boy.
What will you think of yourself tomorrow?
Virginians!
We're staying. Who will come with me?
Let's go, boys!
That's the style, Lo.
That's the style!
The day is ours, men!
Turn the cannons on them!
Turn the cannons!
Break them, Lo!
What's happening?
I can't see what's happening to my boys!
What's happening to my boys?
Major, give me your glasses.
There's a rebel. Take him prisoner.
Will you help me up, please?
Sir, could you tell me what your name is?
Who you are?
I would like to speak to General Hancock.
Do you know where General Hancock
may be found?
I'm sorry, sir. The general is down.
- He's been hit.
- No!
Not both of us.
Not all of us.
Please, God.
Sir, we're having a surgeon come
as quickly as we can.
Can you hear me, son?
Yes, sir. I can hear you.
Will you tell General Hancock...
that General Armistead sends his regrets?
Will you tell him...
how very sorry I am?
I will tell him, sir. I will tell him.
General Webb, sir.
Let go of the horse, Major.
Major Sorrel, I said let go of the horse.
Now you form up here,
put fire down on them.
They're coming
and I'm going to meet them.
Captain Goree. Come on!
General, what are your orders, sir?
What do you want me to do?
Where do you want me to go?
You've got to pull back, General.
Pull back, sir.
Place the guns. Bring up the guns!
God!
How are you, T.J.?
I'm tolerable, sir.
They aren't coming.
Too bad.
Yes, sir.
General.
I'll tell you plain.
There are times when you worry me.
No good trying to get yourself killed.
The Lord will come for you
in his own good time.
What are the orders, sir?
Prepare for defense,
but the Yankees aren't coming.
Come on, boys.
I have the figures from Pickett's command.
General Armistead is missing.
General Garnett,
missing and figured to be dead, sir.
General Kemper is down,
seriously wounded.
Sir, of the 13 colonels in Pickett's division,
seven are dead and six are wounded.
No more. You tell me the rest later.
- Major?
- Yes, sir.
Is that General Kemper
there bearing toward us?
I believe it to be, sir.
General Kemper.
I do hope you are not seriously injured.
They tell me that it's mortal, General.
I do pray God that it is not the case.
Is there anything I can do?
There's nothing more you can do for me.
But, General Lee, will you see to it
that full justice is done for my men...
who made this charge today?
I will do so, sir.
Thank you, General.
Thank you, General.
It's my fault.
It's my fault.
I thought we were invincible.
Friends.
It is all my fault.
Hear me.
Hear me, I pray you.
It is entirely my fault.
Hear me.
Hear me. Please, friends.
We must rest now.
We must retire
and fight again another day.
And there will be another day.
Meanwhile, friends,
we must show good order.
Never let them see you run.
Do you hear me?
Never let them see you run.
Let us hit them again.
Let us reform and hit them again.
I know we can do it.
God bless you, gentlemen.
They're forming over there, Major.
I do fear they may attack.
Yes, sir.
General Pickett.
You may reform to the rear of this ridge
and set up a defensive position.
General Pickett, sir.
You must look to your division.
General Lee.
I have no division.
General...
We will withdraw...
as soon as we have secured
all those wounded...
who are well enough to be moved.
If we can reach the Potomac...
and cross over into Virginia...
there will be no more immediate danger.
But I'll need your help, Pete.
I'm so very tired.
What can I do, sir?
General?
We must look to our own deportment.
The spirit of the army is still very good.
Very good indeed.
We will do better another time.
They do not die for us. Not for us.
That at least is a blessing.
If this war goes on...
And it will.
It will.
What else can we do but go on, you and I?
It's always the same question forever.
What else can we do?
If they fight...
we must fight with them.
And does it matter, after all, who wins?
Was that ever really the question?
Will almighty God
ask that question in the end?