[Buzzer Buzzes, Door Opens]
Do we read the rules, sir?
Read 'em.
Well, sir, normally for a contact visit,
folks are limited to one embrace in the beginning and one at the end.
And, uh, hands must be visible at all times, also.
I guess that rules out the hand-job.
[Laughs]
Thank you, gentlemen.
- Permission to be seated, sir. - Permission granted.
- What are you doing here, Jim? - I'm here to see if you've lost your mind.
- [Chuckles] - [Sheila] Uh, he should be available later.
- I can take a mes... Just a second. - Good morning, Miss Kelly.
- Jim... Jim, yeah... Hold on... - Miss Kelly?
Miss Kelly, I got everything here but...
- the athletic gear. - I found that...
I found that top one laying on the floor out in the hallway.
- Hold on one second. What, Danny? - I found that top one...
- laying on the floor in the hallway. - Fine. Thanks, Danny.
Uh, yeah. We just needed you to send him up here as soon as possible.
[Phone Ringing]
He's saying you're delusional,
that you're acting as if you're still in command of an army.
He's saying I'm delusional because he wants me gone.
[Sighs]
[Wheeler] Now, if you had ironclad evidence...
of Winter killing a man in cold blood for no good reason,
then I could do something, maybe.
Outside of that, the man's been investigated three times.
He's been exonerated three times.
And as far as Washington is concerned,
- he's doin'a superb job. - [Chuckles]
Yeah, and you're a convicted criminal.
- You could get another investigation. - Yes, I could.
But without any new evidence, what would be the point?
And besides that, Gene, honestly,
I don't give a rat's ass.
I don't care.
What I care about is you and getting you out of here.
Now, haven't you punished yourself enough?
- What I did was wrong, Jim. - [Peretz] All teams.
All teams, this is a full S.O.R.T. alert.
Repeat. ; All teams, this is a full S.O.R. T. alert.
[Men Shouting, Indistinct]
I cannot let this continue.
Now, you will get out of here, and you will go spend some time...
with your daughter and your grandson.
I can have my staff write up a compassionate release on medical grounds.
- It can say whatever you want it to say. - There's nothing wrong with me.
For Christ's sake, will you work with me?
- There is nothing wrong with me. - I see no indication of anything, sir.
Of course not. He'll keep it hidden until the last possible second.
Red Team, go.
Go, go, go!
Gene, what the hell is this about? Is this about control?
- Because, you know, no castle can have two kings. - Go, go, go, go, go!
Get down! On the floor, now!
- General, you must come with us. - What are you doing?
[Man On P.A.] All inmates remain on the ground in the prone position.
All inmates remain on the ground...
- Let's go! - What is this!
What is this for Christ's sake?
- [Shouting Continues] - [Door Slams Shut]
Go! Let's go! Go, go, go, go!
- [Shouting] - All right!
[Screaming, Yelling]
Sir? Tear gas?
Return to hangar. Nothing is happening.
It was a bluff.
You can take her home. Return to hangar.
You thought he was gonna try to take me hostage?
- Yes, it was a precautionary move. - What the hell kind of...
grab-ass unit are you running here, Colonel?
Sir, at 11:58 this morning, I received a letter...
stating a group of inmates were planning on taking you hostage at 12:10.
I thought it prudent to act immediately to ensure your safety.
I've been hearing some disturbing things about what goes on in here.
And now I'm hearing it from a man I trust and whose opinion I respect.
- May I speak freely, sir? - Yes, you may.
With all due respect, General,
I don't know what you may have been hearing.
But until you've spent some time in the yard with those animals,
you have no idea what happens in there.
Point taken, Colonel.
Nevertheless, if I hear...
one more story about a man dying under your command, you are through here.
- Do you understand me? - Yes, sir.
All right.
As far as Gene Irwin is concerned, it is my judgment he is as sane as you or I.
I wish he wasn't. He is.
Frankly, I'd like nothing more than an excuse to get him out of here.
But I see the only way that's gonna happen is if you request it.
That is true, sir.
So you just... You tell me you can't handle him. He's gone.
Oh, I think I can handle him, sir.
You watch yourself, Colonel.
"Eugene R. Irwin,
"Lieutenant General, United States Army,
"in direct contravention of an order to evacuate Burundi...
by his commander-in-chief..."
That is the president, for those of you who do not know.
"...selected a platoon of men to extract Jackson Ngwe, a local warlord.
"Disregarding reliable intelligence,
"General Irwin's reconnaissance team entered the ville at 0300.
Eight men were captured and executed."
Disregarding...
reliable intelligence...
eight men...
were executed.
What I want you men to understand...
is what the consequences can be...
when you choose to follow a man who is motivated...
solely by his pride.
A man who will do anything for one more victory notch on his belt,
no matter what the cost,
before he fades away.
- [Peretz] Start the extractions. - [Protesting Shouts]
[Inmates Clamouring]
[Alarm Bell Ringing]
Over here! Come here!
Let's go. Get out! Get out!
- [Bell Rings] - Hi, Doc. Let's go for a little walk.
Get the fuck back!
- Open 355! - Open it up!
[Snarls] Look at you. Relax, ladies.
- [Groans] - Hold him down, men!
[Indistinct] I had nothing to do with this!
- No! - [Groans]
Uhh!
- Why don't you just execute me? - No reason for that!
- Turn him around. - [Baton Blows Thudding]
- [Groaning] - [Handcuffs Clicking] - Don't put me in the hole!
[Man Screaming] Oh, don't... don't put me in the hole! No!
- You want that? - No.
- Thanks, man. - You bet.
[Indistinct Chatter]
What do we do now?
- Jimmy, wait up! - [Man On P.A.] Attention, inmates.
All visitation requests must be submitted...
to the S-3 by 1100 today.
- All visitation requests... - So, you really did... You really did bluff Winter.
The problem is his flush beat your straight.
I don't play poker, Mr Yates. I play chess.
And in chess, you play with somebody long enough,
you come to realize that their first three moves are usually the same.
Chess, huh? What was his first move?
- What was the first move? - First, uh, two teams,
- 20 men apiece. - Like I was saying, the inside teams only have batons.
- Second? - Second? Water cannon.
- Third? What kind of chopper? - Chopper.
Sir, are you sure we should be having this discussion this man standing...
You know he can't be trusted, right?
I don't know.
Is that how you use the burden of command?
To make men into... into, uh, chess pieces?
- Yes. - Hey, Yates.
Why don't you do yourself a favour and run along.
Pawns.
[Winters] That prisoner walking away, who is that?
Uh, that's... That's Yates.
He was an Apache pilot, but now he's a lowlife... a hustler. He takes bets.
- On what? - Anything.
Fights, the weather. [Chuckles]
He even took bets on whether Irwin was gonna kill himself.
## [Recording. ; Classical]
Ahhh.
"This highly effective officer seems to have no moral grounding whatsoever."
Is that so?
Well, that's what men better than me seem to think, sir.
Why are you here, Yates?
I would like your version.
I was involved in a drug-smuggling operation from Juarez to El Paso...
including several of my subordinates, sir.
You were "involved."
You ran it, did you not?
Correct.
Says here that you wore a wire on your men.
Is that correct?
- Yeah. - And how many years...
did they take off your sentence for... that?
Four years, sir.
And now you're the prison bookie.
Tell me, Yates, how does a man like you...
get into West Point?
My father was a winner of the Congressional Medal of Honour, sir.
Oh, right.
Well, sometimes the apple does fall far from the tree. [Snickers]
- [Snickering] - Your father...
Your father was a POW with Mr Irwin, was he not?
[Chuckles]
- Yes, that is correct. - And yet, you haven't seen fit to join Mr Irwin's...
- Crusade? - Crusade.
- Why is that? - It's not my fight.
Mr Irwin is in a fight?
It says here you have three years...
left with us.
- Correct? - That's what it says.
That's what it says.
Does three months sound better?
I need to resolve this situation... quickly...
before someone else gets hurt... or killed.
- Do you agree? - I guess.
And the way I need to do that is with information.
So, you might want to rethink...
your joining Mr Irwin's... crusade.
[Chuckles]
You asking me to be your snitch, sir?
Isn't it a little late in the game to be self-righteous?
- Dude, why I got to get my ass kicked? - How many times you gonna ask?
Stop your sniveling. I'm only gonna hit you once.
- Well, when? - Now!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
[Cheering]
- [Dellwo] Sit your tray down! - [Inmates Clamouring]
Hey, fucker!
[Shouting, Cheering]
Back off now! I said back off now!
[Cheers, Applause]
[Whistles] On your cans!
Let's get on! Sit your asses down, now! Let's go!
[Mess Hall Quiets]
You guys, we don't have much time.
We can no longer wear the uniform of a soldier.
We forfeited that right.
And that includes me.
I disobeyed an executive order.
I violated my duty as a commanding officer.
And eight men paid a catastrophic price.
It's a mistake not easy to live with.
So, here I am, just like you, a convicted criminal.
The only difference between you and me is I know I'm guilty.
[Laughing]
So we're packed away here as prisoners.
And one thing is certain.
Our captors have the power.
They can try to humiliate us.
They can beat us. They can lock us away in a dark hole for days on end.
But there's one thing they cannot do.
They cannot take away from us who we are.
- And we are soldiers. - [All] Yeah, that's right.
It is the one thing... It is the one thing that gives us a chance in here.
And that nobody can ever take away.
- Yeah, that's right. - [Inmates Agreeing]
The Uniform Code of Military Justice.
"Grounds for Removal of a Stockade or Disciplinary Barracks Commander:
- "One. Dereliction of duty. - [Inmates] That's right. Yeah.
- "Two. Criminal malfeasance. - [Inmates Murmuring Agreement]
- "Three. Noncompliance with procedural rules. - Yeah.
"Four. Making false official statements.
"Five. Conduct unbecoming to an officer and gentleman.
[Group] Yeah!
"Six. Cruelty and maltreatment of persons under his command.
[Shouting Agreement, Rattling Tables]
"Seven.
Command failure resulting in loss of control of facility."
Gentlemen, I propose that we seize control of this facility.
[Boisterous Cheers]
[Irwin] Take a look at a castle, any castle.
Now, break down the elements that make it a castle.
Location. Protection. Garrison. Flag.
The only difference between this castle and all the rest...
- is they were built to keep people out. - Forward. Ho.
This castle was built to keep people in.
But it's still a castle.
And any castle can be taken, whether you're fighting in the 14th century or the 21 st.
To succeed in a castle war,
you have to overcome the garrison,
take the high ground...
and ultimately capture the flag.
Okay? Enriquez.
All right. You set up a command post, okay?
And here, you have the guard... Well, here.
First of all, this is admin building,
Winter's office, guards.
Okay? Phase one, neutralize Winter's guards.
Phase two, towers. Control the towers, you control the yard.
Tower one, tower two, tower three, tower four.
Tower four is Zamorro... guy to watch.
Phase three, water cannon.
Four, helicopter.
Helicopter's the high ground.
Takin' the helicopter's gonna be a bitch. But it's doable.
Finally, the flag.
Capture the flag. When we capture the flag, it's raised upside down.
- Distress. - Right.
Right. Upside down means,
"Send help. The fort has fallen."
We raise it upside down, and keep it that way until Wheeler arrives and sees it.
- Then, we've won. - [Chuckles]
Yates, shut the fu... You see what I mean about him?
Hey, Yates, what are you doin'here, huh?
I don't know. Ask him. He invited me.
General, I know, uh, his father served with you in Vietnam,
but do we really need him around?
Yeah. He stays.
- Duffy? You're in maintenance? - Yes, sir.
[Chattering]
Yates.
Got a minute?
How am I doin'?
Five-to-two, in the colonel's favour.
- Well, you don't think I can win. - He knows too...
He knows too much. He's prepared. He's ready.
He may be prepared, but he's not ready.
You know, we can use you.
Hey, look, I just want to survive this and go home.
- You make a deal with him? - What?
That's what I would do if I were him... go to you.
- He knows what you're capable of. - Listen, man.
- But so do I. - Oh, yeah?
Well, I know what you're capable of.
- I know your type very well. - Is that right?
Is that from your infinite years of experience on the battlefield?
Why do you think I should help you? Can you get me out of here?
- No. - Then what are you going to do for me?
Oh, you're going to make me a soldier again? Is that what you're doing?
I get to be all I can be? You gonna teach me to salute?
You know what? This is about the time I would be giving you my internal soldier speech.
But the truth is, you probably never should have been a soldier.
Your father was. That's how I saw him.
You saw him as a disappointment. Okay. Get past it.
That was then. The only thing that matters here is...
what we are now and what we do now.
This man is going to you because he sees the worst in you.
He's going to play for the worst. I want to see the best.
That means there's no middle. Now, these men need you.
And I need you. Now, it's your choice.
And don't tell me you're surviving here, Yates.
- You're hiding. - [Scoffs]
[Chuckling]
- How's it going this evening, sir? - Fine, Sergeant. How are you?
Sir?
Prisoner Yates wishes to have a word.
Give me five minutes, Captain.
- [Door Closes] - [Clears Throat] Hi.
- Hi. - [Ringing]
Colonel Winter's office.
Yeah. Yeah, go ahead and just send it up.
[Door Opening, Closing]
Sir.
- Sir? - Yes.
Prisoner Yates.
[Sighs]
You want me to do this thing for you?
This 30 days... This three months, it's not gonna cut it.
I got to get out of here immediately. I got to get out of here tomorrow.
I'm afraid that's not possible.
Look, when this thing explodes, everyone's gonna know it's me who yakked.
And then my life's worth nothing.
So, either you get me out of here immediately...
or you find another guy who knows as much as I do...
and who's willing to spill it.
Good luck.
The soonest I can get you out is one week.
Sir, I'm not gonna last...
I won't last seven seconds let alone seven days.
Well, you can ride the week out in the hole.
No one will get you there.
So what does Mr Irwin have planned for us?
He's planning to take over the prison.
Really.
Well, that information won't get you released.
That information won't even get you extra potatoes at lunch.
I know the details.
I know how he plans to neutralize your men,
how he plans to take over the tower, weapons and tools he's building.
- Do you know when? - [Cutbush] Yates, I know you're in there!
- Yates! Yates, I know you're in there! - [Guard] Cutbush!
You're a fucker, Yates! You are gonna snitch!
Cutbush, shut up! Cutbush, get down!
Shut up! Niebolt, what's he doing up here?
- He brought up the laundry, and he went ape, sir. - All right. Enough!
Place this man in the SHU. No one talks to him. No one sees him.
- Understand me? Place a guard on his cell. - Yes, sir!
- Damn rat! - What's the problem?
My mother's sick. I'm trying to get a furlough.
- Shut up! - Get him out of here!
Captain, with me.
[Exhales Sharply] Oh, Jesus, man.
Now you have no choice,
or you're going to spend the next three years in solitary confinement.
[Exhales] I need more time.
I got to go back into general.
I'll know somethin' tomorrow.
Come get me at 0500.
I need more time!
Inmates, one step to the rear. March!
[Bell Rings]
## [Man Singing, Indistinct]
## [Singing Continues]
- Sir? - Where's Yates' cell?
It's 340, sir.
You ready to play?
- Morning, sir. - Fall out.
Colonel?
Colonel.
Good morning.
So, what do you have for me?
- Not much. - Not much.
Then why are you here?
I thought there was something you might wanna know.
When they take over the prison, they're going to fly the flag upside down.
- Upside down? - It's the international sign of distress, sir.
Yes, I know what it means.
And where are they going to get a flag?
They already have it. Yours.
Mine.
- Peretz, who was in here yesterday? - I took it, you murdering fuck.
I thought you were smarter than that.
Yes, I know you did.
[Groans]
You gonna tell us where that flag is?
Come on. Get up, Yates. Where's the flag?
[Spits] You know, you're a real fuckin' coward, Zamorro.
And you're a big hero. Let's go. Come on.
Get your hands off me, motherfucker!
Fuckin'prick!
Shut up, Yates!
[Breathes Deeply]
- [Buzzer] - [Man On P.A.] All inmates on the rack.
This is a shakedown.
Go, go!
Come on! Fall out! Let's go!
All inmates proceed to the yard through the south ports.
[Guards Continue Yelling]
- [Buzzer] - On the double! Move it!
Come on. Go, go!
- This way, chief. - Let's go! Move it!
[Shouting Continues]
Over there, sir.
- It's crazy, huh? - Let's go! Step it up!
- Come on! Let's go! Move it, prisoners! - Really crazy.
- Go! - All right!
- [Commotion] - [Objects Shattering]
Captain Peretz, you will find my flag.
6:10.
[Commotion]
I don't wanna hear that. You have your orders.
Find the damn thing.
Sir, they found a lot of weaponry.
- But no flag. - No, sir.
But at least we have all their weapons.
There's nothing much they can do now.
How many men do we have searching the tiers?
We have close to a hundred. Pretty much everybody we could get.
It's not about the flag. He wants to be in the yard.
Get our men out of the tiers and into the yard now.
- [Blows Whistle] - Everybody into the yard!
Riot formation! Let's go! Double time!
Now!
- Peretz! Get those men into the yard, now! - Yes, sir!
- Alert the S.O.R.T. teams. Go, go! - [Speaks, Indistinct]
Chain, chain, chain.
All right.
How's it feel, huh? How's it feel?
- [Grunts] - Bring him with us.
To the hole!
Command post up, fast!
Put me down! You know what's going to happen to you?
- Go, go, go! - Let us out!
- Hey! Hey! Beaupre, is that you? - Yeah, yeah.
- Is it happening? Fuckin' "A" it's happening. - Yeah.
Damn it!
They chained the doors to the tiers.
Yes. I can see that.
It's gonna take 'em a little while to get around.
When they get here, tell them to gear up, but hold them.
They'll expect us to come hard and fast, so we won't.
- [Gunshot] - Whoa! Hey!
Yates, you little prick. I bet against you and it cost me a whole stash of smokes.
Yeah? There's a lot of losers today.
- Go! - [Gunfire]
- What's the deal? - Come on, Zamorro, you motherfucker!
Come on! Come on! You fucking believe this guy?
Okay, let's go. Here we go. Let's go. Let's go.
- Hey, get it out right now. - Later, later.
[Men Yelling]
Listen to me. The colonel said to hold them, okay?
Hold them. [Sighs]
Sir, maybe we should call C.A.C. and get General Wheeler.
And say what, Captain?
Colonel Winter has lost control of his own prison?
[Shouting]
- Keenan! Keenan, you ready to go up, man? - Yes, sir!
The trajectory is going to be vital.
Where do you want me?
This is Sergeant McLaren from Fort Truman Prison.
Can I speak to General Wheeler?
Well, you're gonna have to wake the dude up, man.
This is from Colonel Winter.
We're having, like, an uprising here.
Go. Launch when ready.
Go, go, go! Come on!
Light her up. Light her up.
Fire!
[Grunting]
Sir. Colonel, he wants to talk to you.
- Who does? - Him.
Yes?
Colonel, I'm taking command of your prison.
Like hell you are.
Come on, guys! Let's go! Stop fuckin' around! We don't got much time!
- Let's go! Come on, let's go! - [Irwin] Dellwo.
- Sir? - How close to ready?
- [Gunshot] - Fuck! We're almost there, sir.
Sir, could-could you come here, please?
What-What is that? That thing right there tucked away in the alley.
I don't know.
- Release the wave. - [Men Yelling]
Come on, come on! Get it up!
Go ahead and deploy red and blue teams.
- [Men Shout, Indistinct] - Let's go!
- Let's go. Come on! Move! - [Men Yelling]
[Yelling Continues]
Defend!
Lock and load the fucking thing now!
Take it up, take it up. Light her!
Fire!
Gun! Bring me the gun! Bring me the gun!
Bring it! Bring it! Let's go! Come on!
Load her up. Load her up. Charlie, you ready?
- Set! - Clear! Fire!
Fuck me! It worked, man!
Fire!
- [Dellwo Shouting, Indistinct] - [Irwin] Mr Dellwo.
- Sir? - Move ten feet forward.
Yes, sir. Ten feet forward!
- Zamorro, target the man loading rocks into the trebuchet. - McLaren?
Do not let him put another one in.
Dellwo, you gonna make it this time?
- You betcha, sir. - Then now is the time.
All the way, sir! Airborne! Hey, Jack!
- What? - This is the one! Get it!
Come on. No, no, no, no. This one in the middle.
- Come on, baby. - Fire!
[Inmates Cheering]
[Cheering Continues]
- [Dellwo] Fire! - Sir!
Come on! Come on! Hold it there! Let's go! Get it in there! Last one!
- Make it count! Make it... - [Men Screaming]
- Be still! - Put it out! Put it out!
- Hey, hey! It's out! - You never can tell about these flames, man.
Told you I was gonna get your ass back, motherfucker. [Chuckles]
Sir.
Watch the window.
Get that water cannon now.
- Duffy. Duffy? - Uh, just a few more minutes, sir.
Fall back! Fall back!
All personnel, fall back! Come on! Faster!
[Men Groaning]
Come on, Duffy. What are you doing? Cut it off.
- Keep it going! - [Groans]
Let's shift to the C.P.! Shift to the C.P.! Now! Go!
[Men Yelling]
[Yelling]
Duffy, what are you doing?
Ha! Yes!
[Men Coughing]
- Charge! - [Men Yelling]
Shit!
[Yelling Continues]
[Grunts]
- Whoo! - You coward motherfucker, Winter!
- [Telephone Rings] - Colonel, it's your private line.
- Get it. - U.S.M.C.F. Colonel Winter's office.
Uh, yes, sir. Yes, sir. Please hold.
It's General Wheeler.
We're on our way, Colonel. There in 20 minutes.
I don't understand, sir.
You have a prison uprising. You sent for help.
No, no. I nev...
We have the situation under control, sir.
- We're just... mopping up now. - [Wheeler] Good.
Glad to hear it. We'll see you in 20 then.
Very good, sir.
I want this over. Now. Get them airborne.
[Engines Whirring]
[Helicopter Whirring]
Okay.
Aah!
- Load the water cannon. - Go, go! Come on, man!
All right, give me the grapple!
- Hurry up! Hook it on! - [Speaks, Indistinct]
Where's the fuckin' water?
Now.
We're hooked!
[Men Shouting]
- Sir, I think that's Yates. - Yes, I know.
- Hold on! - [Cheering]
Where is he?
- [Gunshot] - [Grunts]
Hey! What are you doing? Hey!
Get this guy out! Clear out. I'm going up.
Zamorro, take him out. Stop him! Stop him!
To hell with this rubber-bullet shit.
- [Instrument Panel Beeping] - Come on! Come on!
[Screaming]
[Clicks Radio On And Off]
- Come on. - [Groans]
Oh, no.
I never wrecked one before.
Don't talk. Go. Move. Go!
Get out! Go!
You okay, Yates?
Let's go.
- Ready? - Yeah.
[Dellwo] Fall in! Let's go, men!
In formation, now! On the double!
Let's go, soldiers! Now!
Let's go!
Dress right! Dress!
Ready... front!
Cover!
The men are assembled, sir.
[Buzzer]
First and second squad, move out.
Third and fourth squad, move out.
I have authorized the use of lethal ammunition at this facility.
Any prisoner who refuses to obey my commands will be shot.
All prisoners down on the ground, now!
I will give that command one more time.
Then I will fire into them.
Surely, you don't want that on your conscience, do you, Prisoner Irwin?
All prisoners down on the ground, now!
[Irwin] Wait.
We don't have to do this. We'll fight on.
No. It ends here.
Men, get down!
You, too, Yates.
That's an order.
Now, give me my flag.
It's not your flag.
What are you doing, Mr Irwin?
You have lost.
I will not let you do this. You will not raise that flag upside down!
Get down on the ground or you will be fired upon.
This is my command! You will not raise that flag upside down!
Designated marksman, open fire.
Selected marksman, open fire.
Open fire on that man! That's an order!
What are they... What are they doing?
What are you doing? Do it now! Open fire!
Do not let him desecrate that flag! Open fire on that man!
What are they doing?
- McLaren, Niebolt, with me! - Niebolt, stay where you are.
Don't you defy me. Don't you see what he's doing? He's undermining my command!
Don't you see? Don't you see what he's doing?
Don't you see what he's doing?
Step away from the flag! Step away from the flag!
[Gunshots]
[Peretz] Colonel! Colonel, put the gun down, sir.
- [Peretz] Please. Please, Colonel, put the gun down. - [Gasps]
Colonel.
Sir, it's over now.
Just give it to me.
- [Breathing Heavily] - [Peretz] Prisoners stay down.
- Hey, Doc! - [Man] Go now!
McLaren, get 'em back in the tiers.
[McLaren] "A" team, "B" team, move out now.
[Man] Let's go! Hands behind your head!
All right! On your feet!
- [Men Shouting] - [Grunting]
[Man] Let's go, people. Hands behind your head.
[McLaren] Prisoners will return to the cell block.
[Speaks, Indistinct]
- Come on, Doc. - He's bleeding.
- We got an ambulance on the way. - Get him to the hospital.
[Yates] A great general once said,
"You tell your men, 'You're soldiers.
"That's our flag. '
"You tell them, 'Nobody takes our flag. '
"Raise your flag so it flies high where everyone can see it.
Now you've got yourself a castle."
## [Steel-String Guitar]
[Man] # Where the years have gone I have years to go #
# Workin'for the man to pay the debt I owe #
# Well, the time may pass but the truth will stand #
# When the good Lord shakes this calloused hand #
# You can call my name It's time to go #
# But I'll never be free till it's chiselled in stone #
# Ain't no man gonna carry my load #
# I gotta be a man and do it on my own #
# Devil's in my path and the hound's on my heel #
# Have to walk in my shoes just to know how I feel #
# The devil's callin'my name He's the one who knows #
# That I'll never be free till it's chiselled in stone #
# Chiselled in stone #
# Well, I keep on goin' though there's no way out #
# Every stone in my path is a brick in my house #
# A man's life is built all along the way #
# By the things that he's done and the choices he's made #
# Someday they'll call my name I'll have a place of my own #
# But I'll never be free till it's chiselled in stone #
# On the final day when the whistle blows #
# I can rest my body I can rest my soul #
# I built my castle in the promised land #
# It's made of rocks and stone and like the shifting sands #
# When they mention my name after I'm long gone #
# Well, they'll know I'm free 'cause it's chiselled in stone #
# Chiselled in stone ##