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Martin : It's a
good spot. Boys, listen to me. I'll fire first. I want
you two to start with the officers and work your way
down. Can you tell the differences? Nathan & Samuel :
Yes, father. Yes, father.
Martin : Good. Samuel, after your first shot, I want
you to reload for your brother Nathan. Now, if anything
should happen to me, I want you two to drop your weapons
and I want you to run as quickly as you can, you hide in
the brush, make your way home, get your brother and
sisters and take them to Aunt Charlotte's. Understood?
What did I tell you fellas about shooting?
Nathan & Samuel : Aim small, miss small.
Martin : Aim small, miss small. Boys. Samuel. Steady.
Lord, make me fast and accurate.
Bordon : Sir, we have the private the Cherokee scouts
brought here.
Tavington : Private?
Private : Private.
Bordon : Colonel William Tavington, Green Dragoons.
Tavington : What happened? Who did this?
Private : Him. It was mad. I couldn't tell you who it
was.
Tavington : Calm down. Calm down. Twenty of His
Majesty's soldiers are dead. And I need to know how.
Bordon : He said there was...
Tavington : Were you there? Then let him speak. Take
your time and tell me. How many were there? Were they
militia? Were they regulars?
Private : I don't really remember how many. Maybe one.
Tavington : One man. Really?
Private : He was in the flank. All around us. Amongst
us. I could barely see him. He was there, then he was
gone.
Tavington : He just vanished. Sounds like a ghost than
a man.
Private : Yes, a ghost. He was like a ghost.
Tavington : Enough. Bordon? Take a patrol. See if we
can capture this ghost before word of his exploits
spread. Who's this?
Bordon : Sir, this is Captain Wilkins. He was with the
Loyalist Colonial Militia. I thought he might be of use.
Tavington : Another colonial. Tell me, Captain
Wilkins, where do your loyalties lie?
Wilkins : To King and Country, sir.
Tavington : Why should I trust a man who'd betray his
neighbors?
Wilkins : Those neighbors of mine who stand against
England deserve to die a traitor's death.
Tavington : We'll see.
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