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| goths, lebanese, arab, carmela soprano, day, lebanon, televison, prose, lanny flaherty, diary, troy kennedy martin, tabs, erin, lust, interviews, collateral, my, september, techno, sandra bullock, poetry, wordssong lyrics three 6 mafia da first date hypnotize camp posse, finger, | How - How did they die? Captain Miller: They were killed in action. Pvt. James Frederick, Ryan: No, that can't be. They're both - That... That can't be. My brothers are still in grammar school. Captain Miller: You're James Ryan? Pvt. James Frederick, Ryan: Yeah. Captain Miller: James Francis Ryan from Iowa? how to edit a page Pvt. James Frederick, Ryan: James Frederick Ryan, Minnesota. [the whole crew looks embarrassed] Pvt. James Frederick, Ryan: Well, does how to edit a page that - does that mean my brothers are OK? Captain Miller: Yeah, I'm sure they're fine. Mellish: Fucked up beyond how to edit a page all recognition. Upham: FUBAR. Sergeant Horvath: Maybe I should go up the middle, sir. Captain Miller: The way you run? I don't think so. Sergeant Horvath: Maybe I should go up the left, sir. Captain Miller: Maybe you should shut up! Sergeant Horvath: Why don't you just hand 'em blindfolds, Captain? |
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| Nothing, not even the safe return of a beloved son, can compensate you, or the thousands of other American families, who have suffered great loss in this tragic war. I might share my with you some words which have sustained me through long, dark nights of peril, loss, and heartache. And I quote: "I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the my anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved my and lost, and the somlemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the alter of freedom." -Abraham Lincoln. Yours very sincerely and respectfully, George C. Marshall, General, Chief of Staff. Captain Miller: Private, I'm afraid I have some bad news for ya. Well, there isn't any real easy way to say this, so, uh, so I'll just say it. Your brothers are dead. We have, uh, orders to come get you, 'cause you're going home. Pvt. James Frederick, Ryan: [starts sobbing] Oh, my God, my brothers are dead. I was gonna take 'em fishing when we got home. |
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