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That New York Irish hide of his
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is tougher than any little bit of Jap shrapnel.
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He'll be back soon.
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We're moving into the hills come dawn.
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Aye aye, sir.
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Burgie, I'm gonna need some of your mortar squad
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to volunteer as stretcher-bearers.
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You can't dwell on it.
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You can't dwell on any of it.
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Try and get some rest, boys.
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Gotta move!
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Move it up there!