All language subtitles for Johnny Shiloh (1963) ESPANHOL-en

Shiloh,

Johnny Shiloh

the bravest and youngest Yankee drummer.

Johnny Clem was the name of that young man,
almost teenager,

when the war between
the states had begun

But the one called Johnny won
with his drum and his gun.

It will go down in history.

Johnny Shiloh, Johnny Shiloh.

As it should be in Lincoln's army.

Johnny Shiloh, Johnny Shiloh,

the bravest and youngest Yankee drummer.

Johnny Shiloh, Johnny Shiloh.

Charge up!

Stop the attack! Stop the attack!

-Gabe, train the men.
-Yes sir.

Let's form! Let's form!

On the left side!

Ready! Firm!

Rest!

Jeremiah, have I been okay today?

-Sure, you did well, Johnny.
-Thank you, sir.

Before the "Raiders Blue"
be called,

I'm going to be the best drummer
of Lincoln's entire army.

Well, I'm sure it will be, Johnny.

What do you think it will be?

I have no idea, but I have a feeling
Men better be warned, Gabe.

Ringtone, Johnny.

Formation, right here, in double file!
In double file!

Thanks, sergeant.

In training! Look ahead! Firm!

-What is your name?
-Jeremiah Sullivan, captain.

I am Captain J. D. McPherson, of
the volunteers of the 3rd Ohio.

By order 19061 of the
Secretary of War...

and the governor of the state of Ohio,

I have received the order to take
the command of the "Raiders Blue".

Attention soldiers!

Your orders are the following:

We will march tonight to Camp Dennison...

for a short training period
before going to the front.

Whoops!

Go home, conclude matters
neglected, and form in the Palace
of Justice at 9 at night.

-Lieutenant, do you have a mount?
-Yes sir.

-I suggest you travel to the city with me.
-Well, sir.

Platoon! Pay attention!

Rest!

-Gabe, we're finally underway!
-Yes, that's right, Johnny.

-I thought we would never be called.
-Of course, son.

Hey Josh!

Johnny, come on! Come on!

I'm ready, sir.

-Who is it, lieutenant?
-Uh... it's John Lincoln Clem, sir.

His real name is "John Joseph",

but he changed the "Joseph" to "Lincoln"
when the war came,

out of respect for the president.

He is not a drummer
with the platoon, right?

No, sir, but, uh... you want to be.

-He's too young.
-Yeah. I know, sir, huh...

Well, he's an honorary member,
like some kind of pet,

who does the exercises with
men every day.

Well, I admire that kind of spirit,

but you shouldn't encourage him, lieutenant.

Well, sir, there's no dissuading you.

For everything on earth!
What's all this enthusiasm, Mr. Clem?

I don't know exactly, ma'am.

-Dad, dad!
-Hurry up, Johnny.

-Hello, son.
-Dad, have you heard the news?

-Say hello to Mrs. Jackson.
-Have you heard them?

-Hello, Mrs. Jackson.
-How are you, Johnny?

-We have been called.
-Who is it?

The "Raiders Blue", we have been called.

-Called?
-We have to be ready tonight.

-I have to go to Tom's house. Arre!

Goodbye, Mrs. Jackson.

She doesn't seem very happy.

You must know that the husband of the
Mr. Jackson will have to go to war.

I should be proud.

A person can feel proud
and unhappy at the same time, son.

-I don't see how.
-Someday you will know.

Well, Johnny, boy, I think you're going
to lose a lot of friends.

I'm not going to lose anyone except you.

Johnny, aren't you planning to go too?

-Of course I'll go.
-Oh no, son!

You are a child. you are not enough
older to join the "Raiders Blue".

However, I prepared myself
with them and marched with them.

I know, but I guess I just
It was a kind of entertainment,

play soldiers for a while.

You mean you think they never had
the intention of taking me with them?

Of course not.

Now go, Johnny. I have some
clients to serve.

I know that the town will not be the same when
all the young boys are gone.

I thought you would be delighted
to get rid of us.

Well, here is our little pet.

Hello, Johnny.

I don't think we're going to be
was a long time.

I don't think so either, Gabe.

The rebels will bring you back to
home in the blink of an eye.

-Hahaha!
-They won't.

It will be as you say, Johnny.

Let's make the rebels run
until their tongues reach the ground!

You are going to chase them...

The "Raiders Blue" will never retire.

Oh son, I don't agree
with you. Ha ha ha!

I don't like that kind of comments
about the "Raiders BIue".

-What now, Gabe?
-That's all, Josh. Thank you.

-I'll see you later.

See you at the station, Johnny.

-Don't forget to bring your drum.
-I will do that.

-Come on, dad, come on.
-Very good, son.

I know, son, if you would accompany them
none of them would run.

No, sir.

-What are you doing, Gabe?
-Closing.

Where are you going?

You can't go to war.

Why not? Can you hold that
extreme please?

I have a broken axle in my wagon
and my plow needs to be fixed.

I guess you're going to have to look for
Someone else do it for you, Roy. Sorry.

-Well, when are you leaving?
-Tonight.

Can't you wait a couple of days
and make arrangements for me?

I'm afraid not.

How am I going to plow my field?

I have no idea.

Well this is the most absurd thing
that I have ever heard.

I'm sorry, Roy.

What nonsense!

Because? Why, if they don't even know
why are they fighting?

To save the Union, Mr. Matthews.

Boy, no one's going to save this country
except for farmers.

Gabe,

my dad tells me I can't
go with the platoon.

That's true, Johnny.

But I have to go, Gabe.

Come here.

Now listen. You know there is
all kinds of soldiers in a war.

And there are some of them who, uh...
They have to go out to fight,

and then there are others who have to
stay home, you understand?

Oh, I don't think so.

No, this is true, this is, uh...

Well, uh... for example,
there will be many people...

uh... he'll need help on his farm,
like Mr. Matthews himself.

There will be many like him.

But that won't help save
the Lincoln Union.

Well, yes, it will. you can
help in the same way...

staying home and helping
to build something,

instead of going out to destroy things.

So why are you going, Gabe?

Well, uh...

I think I'm doing what I believe
What do I have to do? That's all.

But why can't I go?

Well, I want to make it clear to you,
Johnny. Please note that...

you have never been enrolled,

so you're not really a member
of the "Raiders Blue".

Well, how can I sign up?

Why don't you ask Jeremiah
for that topic, huh?

That's what I'm going to do.

Because I want to go there
and help the majority.

-Sam, where is Jeremiah?
-He's inside with the captain.

-I have to see him.
-No, you can't.

Hello, Johnny. What are you doing here?

I have to talk to you, Jer.

Well, talk fast, boy.
I have things to do.

Gabe said I'm not a member of the
platoon, so I can't go with them.

-I never said you could!
-But I'm as good a drummer as Frankie.

Johnny, you're too young.

Oh, Jer, if I can't go I'll die!

Well, it's not my decision.

Is it the captain?

Now, listen, don't bother the captain.

What you need, young man,
It's your father's permission.

If he gives it to me, does it mean
Yes, can I go?

Well, uh... it will be the captain who decides.

Dad! Dad! Dad!

I just talked to Jeremiah
and says that if you give me permission,

The captain will take me as a drummer.

No, son.

Please let me go, dad.

I admire that you want to go, but
you are too young,

I told you before.

But, dad, they need me.

Mr. Lincoln needs everyone
man I can get.

They won't admit you, son.

Even if they did, I wouldn't
I would let you go.

And why not?

Well, when your mother died,

I promised him that I would always take care of you.

And if I allowed you to go to war,
I would be breaking that promise.

Be helping to save the Union,
Isn't it more important than a promise?

I know how you feel, Johnny.

However, I need you here.

Please, dad!

This is over. you're going to have
than stay with me.

Very good, dad.

Thank you very much, son.

Can I go see the "Raiders Blue"
tonight?

Clear! Of course you can!

Comrades, citizens, my friends,

distinguished officers, and our
brave "Raiders Blue"!

I, as mayor and in the name
of all of you,

I say to our heroes
who go to war,

may our best wishes
and our prayers...

They are for a quick victory
and a quick return of all.

May God bless you!

Goodbye, Johnny.

Goodbye, Gabe.

Now, you... you have to
take care of everything for me.

Make sure you write to me
Also, do you hear me?

-Sergeant!
-Yes sir.

Train the men. It's time
heading to the station.

Yes sir.

Play "Assembly" for us,
son. Come on.

Goodbye, Johnny.

Goodbye, Jer.

Johnny, I was sure
you would come with us.

I will write to you and tell you everything.

Ready! Firm!

All present and formed, sir.

Platoon! Forward! March!

-Captain McPherson, sir.
-Yeah?

I have to go with the "Raiders".

That's not possible. We are
enrolling men, not boys.

Oh please, sir!

You are a good boy, you have
to come home, son.

-Are all the men there?
-Yes sir.

Conductor, let the train start.

Everyone on the train!

I'm sorry, Johnny.

I'll bring you a rebel drum, huh?

Stop trying and go home, okay?

Hey, it's Johnny Clem!

Look who's here! Our mascot!

Johnny, you're a little far from home, boy.

-Johnny!
-Hello, Gabe.

How come he's on the train?

-Sergeant, let me see that list.
-Yes sir.

-What are you doing on this train?
-Johnny!

Drummer Clem introduces himself, sir.

Didn't I tell you that you weren't going
to come with us?

I couldn't accept it, I had to
do it, sir.

-Does your father know about this?
-No, sir.

When he finds out, he'll rip your skin off.

Yes sir.

Lieutenant, what do you suggest we do with him?

I?

Well, I, uh... I don't know, sir.

-Please let me go with you, sir!
-I have no other option.

I can't get back on the train, and I don't
I can throw it away, although I would like to.

Thank you, sir.

Lieutenant, you can write to the father
of the boy on the way to Camp Dennison.

But meanwhile they show him what
What it means to be a true soldier.

Yes sir.

Sergeant, since you started this...

-Me?
-He gave him the drum.

Now you will take care of him.

Yes sir.

I was hoping you'd be happy to see me.

I would be happy to warm you up
the seat of your pants,

and it took a week to
Cool it down, you deserve that.

Oh, I'm sorry, Gabe!

You will learn, you will feel it a lot
before all this is over.

Turn around!

Turn around!

Left!

What's the matter? Don't you know
where is your left?

-Corcholis, Gabe!
-Sergeant!

Sergeant, I thought you were going to be a drummer.

-Did you sign up as a drummer?
-No, sir.

Do you want to be a soldier or leave
from the camp?

I want to be a soldier, sir.

Right!

Rest.

Firm!

Present arms!

-Is this what you call keeping it clean, soldier?
-No, sir.

The first thing a soldier learns
is to keep your rifle clean.

-Yes sir.
-Get back in line.

Firm!

Is your task not finished yet, soldier?

Almost, sir.

-Did you clean your rifle?
-Yes sir.

Okay, empty the rest of the food.
for the pigs.

Introduce yourself to your platoon
with the complete equipment.

-Immediately.
-Yes sir.

Sergeant, sir?

Aren't you being too hard on me, sir?

Well, no one's forcing you to stay, Johnny.

I know, sir!

-Do you want to leave now?
-No, sir.

Very good, soldier.

Very good. Let's form!

Forward!

Fourth row!

Ready?

Charge!

Let's form! Let's form!

Immediately! Right now!

Close ranks! Close ranks!

Firm!

Platoon, over the shoulder! Already!

Johnny? Johnny? Don't you have
enough for today?

No, sir.

Platoon, stop!

Rest!

-Do you want me to bring you your rifle, Clem?
-No, sir.

Platoon, stand firm! Under way!

Drummer, let's play!

Johnny? Hey, Johnny! Johnny, come on.

Come on, son.

-Oh, it's ruined!
-Poor boy.

The best thing would be to pick him up and take him to bed.

No no.

You have to treat him as if he were a soldier.

Come on, Jer. I can't leave it like this.

Sergeant, it's an order.

Good night, Gabe.

Yes sir.

Clem! Private Clem!

The tasks have finished hours ago.

Then I think I'll go to bed.

Not yet.

Come with me.

-But it's still night.
-Soldier!

Yes, sergeant.

Immediately!

You don't sleep there, soldier.

Of course not, sergeant.

Just remember what the good book says:

"Cleanliness is next to godliness."

Stop, stop!

-Ahem! What's wrong with you?
Wow, it's very cold!

That's good for you, that's good for you.

I don't care if you give me a job
all day until I die,

but do you have to try to drown me
at night, sir?

High! Oh, Gabe!

-Oh, it's very cold!
-Here you go.

Marching into position!

Pay attention!

Platoon, stop!

Rest weapons!

Break ranks!

I think we could do something nice
for him before he leaves.

Like what?

Well, I thought maybe I could, uh...
take a photo in the uniform,

so you can remember your days
in the Army.

Do you think it's a good idea?

You earned it, Jer.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Attention!

Present arms!

Take it out, sergeant.

Yes sir.

-Rest!
-Hey, help me with another one.

OK. Ready, guys? Ready?

Very good, now.

-Wow, I don't know how to thank you.
-Hey?

OK. There is no need to
Thank you, Johnny.

For a while, I thought that
you were angry with me.

Well, it must have been your imagination.

Alright. Thanks, guys, thanks.

Alright, son, it's your turn.

-Come on, Gabe.
-You go first, Johnny.

-No, I'm not going with you. Come on.
-No, it's worse than a toothpick.

Come on, go and pull on your jacket.

Stand here, son, and don't move.

So right he looks like a great soldier.

If you don't mind, sir, I would like
come out charging with the bayonet.

It's okay, boy.

-Ready?
-Yes sir.

Come on.

Still.

Hello, Jer.

When I'm done here,
The captain wants to see Johnny.

Listen, still, still... Good.

Thank you very much, son.

-When will my photo be ready, sir?
-In the afternoon.

-Thank you, Mr. Brady.
-Yep, let's go.

Come on, Johnny. Johnny!

John Clem reporting, sir.

Rest.

-Hello, Johnny.
-Hello, dad!

Your father is here to
take you home, boy.

It can't be, dad. I'm not going to leave.

No, please, son.

But don't you see it, dad? Now
I am a soldier. I can't leave.

-But Johnny...
-Even if you make me come back, I will leave.

I'll run away.

Don't you see, dad? I belong to
Lincoln's army.

You tell him, Captain McPherson.

Johnny, come here.

Sit down.

You're not a member of the Army, boy.

But I did everything Gabe told me, sir.

I'm sorry, but you have to go home.

-But, captain...
-Retreat.

Yes sir.

I'm returning the uniform, sir.

There's no need. cannot be adapted
to another soldier.

Captain McPherson,

I want you to know that it has been an honor.
Serve at your command, sir.

Thanks, Johnny.

Next stop, Marietta.

Marietta, this is your stop.

All aboard!

Platoon, stop!

In the name of all the saints, what
do you think you're doing here?

Drummer Clem begins
your service, sir.

-I should make a box with your ears.
-Listen, Gabe.

-Come here, idiot.
-Oh! Oh!

Be quiet!

Very well, rest.

Break ranks! Get out of here!

This is ridiculous. I have met men
deserting the Army to go home,

but I've never known anyone abandoning
his house to enter the Army.

With all due respect, sir,
I'm not going to go home.

I don't see that you have any choice, Johnny.

Yes, I know, sir.

I'm going with the Indiana Regiment
all the way, sir.

They won't take you.

Yes, they will. I asked before
to get closer here.

You did it, right? Know? They would have
I have to give you a good beating.

Sergeant, this is not going to solve anything.

Oh but you might make me
feel a little better.

Captain, I would like you...

Son, I'm sorry. You cannot assume the
responsibility to have you with us.

Now if you want to go with
the Indiana Regiment,

It's up to you to make it so.

Yes sir.

Goodbye, Gabe.

Goodbye, Johnny.

Wait. Wait a minute. Come on, wait outside.

Get out.

Do you mind if I make, uh... a suggestion?

Listen, if you have any suggestions
What to do, go ahead and do it.

Well, first of all, what are we going to do...

if your father shows up first
why are we leaving?

Look, Sergeant, I feel so bad.
about this like you.

It's just that if he says he's going to join that
Indiana Regiment, will

Gabe, I can't take him into battle.
He's just a little boy.

For me he is more than a child. Rather it is
like... like he was my own son,

I have seen them all grow
the days of his life.

Sergeant, what is it?
are you trying to say?

Well I'm trying to say that
If you go out there, with strangers,

They're not going to take care of him that well.
as we would do it.

So, uh...

Could we stay with him?

Hmmm!

Gabe, would you be willing to take care of him?

Well... I'm willing to try!

Hey?

OK! OK! Get the boy
a drummer regulation.

Whoops!

What are you doing here? Out!

I'll take care of him.

Johnny. Come on, son.

Come on, I want to show you something.

Oh, Gabe!

Get up from there.

Come on, now. Get up from there.

OK. Come on.

Now look, son. Right there,
That's where we're headed.

Fantastic!

I'm sure this is something that
a soldier feels proud.

It's just the Cumberland Army, son.

Do you mean it's not there?
the whole army?

It's just one of several of them.

Now, to the right, to the
other side of the mountain,

that's where the armies are camped
of the Confederation.

They are sitting there ready to attack us.

After seeing our army,
I feel sorry for them.

But I hope they don't,
because they outnumber us.

If General Buell doesn't arrive in time,

they would chase us and make us
back to Newark.

Company, assembly!

Hurry, briskly! At a brisk pace!

Boy I can't wait to
get to the first line.

Me neither.

I bet when the rebels hear
the sound of our drums...

They are going to run like hares.

Don't be so sure. They too
They have good drummers.

Johnny, come with me, son.

-Of course.
-Come on.

Where are we going?

Don't ask questions and come
to find out. Come on.

Hey, wait for me!

A church in the middle of nowhere
It doesn't seem to belong to this medium.

Oh, this is a God thing, Johnny!

I guess he has his reasons
for wanting to have your home here.

This is a good reason for you
Let's say a couple of prayers.

Lord, I just wanted to ask you to take care
of my father and my sisters.

They're having a moment
difficult at home.

And take care of Lincoln's soldiers
wherever they are.

And if you have time,

could you bring general buell
here as soon as possible?

What's the name of this place, Gabe?

-Shiloh.
-The name of the place is Shiloh.

-Johnny, come here!
-Surprise attack!

Surprise attack!

The rebels are badder
than fleas on a dog.

Why do you stay there?
Go to your companies!

Come on, Johnny! Play Assembly! One has to
catch those horses!

What's wrong with you?

-Young guy.
-Yes sir?

When men attack, hold
a long and powerful touch.

Yes sir.

-What's your name, son?
-John Clem, sir.

Aren't you afraid?

Yes sir. Isn't it okay?

I guess everyone has it, son.

Which of the generals are you, sir?

General Thomas, boy.

Maybe they hurt me, general, but
I'm not going to run, sir.

You won't do it, huh? Well,
I'm not going to do it either.

We are safe, sir.

You have to be a careful boy.

This army cannot afford
lose a man like you.

Yes, general, sir.

Lieutenant, deploy the batteries to
close support and the start of the fire.

Advance until you meet
to the enemy, captain.

Press your attack and give them no quarter.

Yes sir.

Charge!

Back off! Back off!

Back off!

Form up here! Form up here!

Fire!

Back off! Back off!

Back off! Johnny!

Form up here!

Ready, aim, fire!

Back off! Back off!

Alright, stay here!
Stay here!

Johnny! Johnny!

Jeremiah!

Jer!

Jer!

Are we going to stay here, son?

Yes sir.

Have you heard that, guys?

Johnny, Johnny Shiloh, won't move
from here, and neither will I.

Are they going to leave us here alone
to fight them?

-OK.
-Yeah.

-Come on.
-Charge!

Let's stand up and fight!

Are you okay, Frankie?

I ran away, sergeant.

Everything's fine. You weren't the only one who ran away.

Did you see Johnny?

Along the path that goes around the pond.

Johnny.

-Johnny.
-Yeah?

The fighting stopped during the night, son.

Jeremiah was right next to me when...

Jeremiah is dead.

We picked it up and took it with us.

Do we win?

No, they gave us a very bad time.

But "Old Blood and Whiskers"
will get it tomorrow.

-Who?
-Grant.

I didn't run away, Gabe.

I know, Johnny.

I wanted to, but I was too scared.

You played the drum, didn't you?

I had to do it.

My hands were so nervous that
I couldn't make them stop.

Fire! Don't let them pass!

Go back!

Thanks, Gabe.

Attention, advance the line of fire!

Gabe, the flag.

Gabe, watch out!

Young guy!

Boy, play march to drum roll.

Yes sir.

Attentive to press
your attack, go ahead!

Forgive me, sir.

Colonel?

Are you okay, sir?

As good as can be expected.

I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry about the shooting.

So you are the boy
who shot me, huh?

Yes sir.

It's okay, every good soldier
He has to do his duty.

Thank you, sir.

I didn't want to shoot, but
It was you or my friend Gabe.

-We are at war, son.
-I know, sir.

I am grateful that
Don't be a good shot.

What will they do with you now?

They'll send me north, I guess, to a
camp for prisoners of war.

Unless, of course, I can escape.

Will he really try to escape?

Any soldier worth his salt tries
to escape when captured.

But they are going to lose the war, sir.

We won today's battle.

We don't retreat.

We're fighting in Chattanooga
to get a new beginning.

Well, thanks for coming to see me, boy.

Good evening, sir.

Colonel?

Yes, boy?

I hope I'm not the Yankee that
Caught trying to escape, sir.

Johnny, where are you?

Johnny, come here!

Johnny!

I'm coming, Gabe!

Put on your uniform. The general wants to see you.

-The general?
-Yeah.

What did I do wrong?

I have no idea.

Do you think he's angry
Why did I shoot the colonel?

Don't be stupid. Now let's go.

Well, you know, Gabe. The officers
They help each other.

Could you stop trying to guess
what the general wants...

and hurry before I catch you
by the neck and drag you away?

-Yes sir.
-Come on.

Sergeant Trotter reporting
before General Thomas.

Drummer Clem reporting.

I'll tell the general.

Hey, Gabe!

Do you think we have a chance
leaving Chattanooga?

I don't know, Johnny.

But we will starve before
for "old Pap Thomas" to give up.

Get your collar on, come on.

Attention!

Firm!

-Are these the men, general?
-Yes sir.

Excuse me, General Grant, sir.

Yes, boy.

-I'm sorry, sir.
-About what?

Whatever I did wrong, sir.

Son, you have to be here
for something you did well.

Oh yes, sir.

Sergeant Trotter, step forward.

On the recommendation of his commander
in chief, General Thomas,

for his bravery in the field
under enemy fire,

is promoted to the rank
second lieutenant...

and the general's deputy staff
Thomas as an explorer.

Congratulations, lieutenant.

Thank you, sir.

John Lincoln Clem, one step forward.

By helping save his sergeant's life
at the risk of your own,

He is promoted to the rank of sergeant,

and is attached to the general's staff
Thomas as messenger.

Congratulations, sergeant.

Thank you, sir.

Is something wrong, son?

Speak up, sergeant.

Well, is that all that
Are they going to do me, sir?

What did you expect to be, a general boy?

Oh, no, no, sir!

But I would like to belong to the Army,
If it's not too much trouble, sir.

You mean you've never been a juror
in the regular army?

Oh no, sir!

Raise your right hand, Johnny.

John Lincoln Clem,

do you swear allegiance to the United States
from America?

Yes sir.

From this moment, you are enrolled in the
Union Army with the rank of sergeant.

Thank you, sir.

And I promise you that I will never leave you, sir.

Just some advice, son.

Don't get into the habit of
shoot at the officers.

Oh no, sir!

Retire.

-Now, gentlemen, the best thing is that...
-Yupee! I'm in the army!

By God!

What's taking you so long, Gabe?

Wait a minute.

I'm a blacksmith, not a seamstress.

-Alright.
-Oh!

Do you see what you've made me do?

Now it's good enough
for you. Take.

Boy, you sure are in a bad mood today.

Well, why should I be happy?

The rebels have managed to surround
Chattanooga, and we're sitting
in their midst.

Grant and Thomas will get us out of this mess.

You can't be sure about that.

How am I?

Like a little sergeant.

Oh, Gabe!

Marching home again,

Hooray, hooray!

We will give you a warm welcome
then, hooray, hooray!

The men are happy, and the boys
and the ladies...

They shout: Let everyone come back!

And we all feel happy when
Johnny marching back home.

Three cheers for Johnny Shiloh!

Hip, hip, hooray!

Hip, hip, hooray!Hip, hip, hooray!

Do you want to do this for us, Lieutenant?

I thought...

Okay.

Uh...Johnny, uh...sergeant,

the men from your old team, the
"Raiders Blue", they sing horrible, don't they?

They want to let you know that
They are very proud of you,

and that, uh... everyone is going to miss you.

And they prepared this for you.

Here, this is for you. Take it.

-Open it, Johnny.
-Look inside.

-Open it.
-Yes, come on, Johnny.

A gold watch!

-Speaks.
-Give us a speech, Johnny.

-Yes, speak.
-Give us a speech, Johnny.

I've never had a watch before.

Look inside him.

Read it to us.

Come on, have you forgotten to read or what?

"Johnny Shiloh of the Raiders Blue".

Because he is a good companion,

because he is a good companion,
because he is a good companion...

-Lieutenant Trotter.
-Yeah?

General Thomas complains to him, and that
Sergeant Clem with you, sir.

Thank you, soldier. Continue.

-Come on, John, you don't say anything.
-Thank you.

Come on.

Because he is a good companion,

because he is a good companion,
because he is a good companion,

as everyone may know.

Lieutenant Trotter and Sgt.
Clem reporting, sir.

Rest.

-Prepare some horses for these men.
-Yes sir.

-Captain.
-Yes sir?

Write to General Granger.

Tell him I have verified that the point
weakest of the Confederacy
is your left line,

and that we are going to attack it. Once taken
we will stand firm...

until receiving new orders
of General Grant.

Retire.

-Lieutenant.
-Mister?

Do you know the headquarters
of General Steadman?

Yes sir.

-Sergeant?
-Yes sir.

You will ride with the lieutenant and deliver
a message to General Steadman.

It is important that you achieve it.

So if you are attacked by patrols
enemies or a platoon,

The lieutenant will resist and fight,
but you must continue riding.

-It's an order.
-Yes sir.

-Now be careful.
-Yes sir.

Due to our position, this
message cannot be written,

so you have to remember it
word for word.

-Yes sir.
-Now repeat this after me:

Tell General Steadman I'm driving
my troops tonight toward the center.

General Thomas is going to lead his troops downtown tonight.

Attention!

Continue.

-Are you sure you can remember everything?
-Yes sir.

The reason why I am going to send you
It is because of your devotion to duty.

You have a great opportunity
to get through.

Let's go, sir.

If you are captured,

do not give the opponent any information
other than your name and rank.

Yes sir.

Remember, lieutenant,

It's your job to see that the message gets through,
regardless of the risks to you.

Yes sir.

-Good luck, guys.
-Thank you, sir.

What are you going to name him, John?

Do you think the president would care
If I call you Mr. Lincoln?

Oh, I think the president has things
more important to think about than that.

Come on, Mr. Lincoln.

Say, lieutenant,

Is it true that General Grant
He fled last night,

and that we are about to give up?

How did you find out about that, soldier?

That's what a friend told me
this morning.

You must have been talking
with a rebel.

What do you mean, sir?

Do you know who you have on your right flank?

To whom, sir?

To "Old Pap Thomas," to "Chickamauga Rock," that's who's there.

We can all die here,

but we are not going to give up
as long as he is in charge.

I have to get an answer from General Steadman for "old Pap Thomas."

-Ready, Gabe?
-Lieutenant.

Oh, lieutenant!

-Do you remember the whole message, sergeant?
-Sure, Gabe.

-Lieutenant!
-Oh, lieutenant, sir!

-Get out of here! Runs!
-I can't leave.

Come on, it's an order!

Come on!

Let me go! Let me go!

Are you a Yankee sergeant?

Let me go!

Look at the prize we captured, captain.

You make me feel bad, you treat me like an ox.

Put it down.

-It's worse than a wild cat.
-Let go of me!

Don't hurt that boy.

I'm a sergeant, sir.

-Well, you have to behave like a sergeant.
-Yes sir.

Put it behind me.

-Are you really a sergeant, captain?
-I already believe it.

Say, sergeant, are all the soldiers
as short as you?

The Yankees must be scraping
already the bottom of the barrel.

Why do they send newborn babies
up here to fight?

I guess your men are afraid to come.

Soldier, this soldier is my prisoner.
And I found no reason to doubt its value.

Yes sir.

Is the general there?

He is eating, and I would assure that
He doesn't want to be bothered.

I can hear everything you said, Stark.
Come in and stop wasting time.

I guess you've heard of
"Fighter" Joe Wheeler.

Yes sir.

Next, mind your manners
when you meet him, sergeant.

-Yes sir.
-Captain!

How long will you make me wait?

Stark, let's get one thing straight.

When you want to see me, come to me,

It doesn't matter if you have the general's permission or not.

Yes sir.

What is this?

A war prize, sir:
a Yankee sergeant.

Is this some kind of joke, captain?

No, sir. I lost a man
of my patrol in his capture.

-What's your name, son?
-Sergeant John Lincoln Clem, sir.

Don't you know it's dangerous to ride
playing soldiers in the field?

I wasn't playing, sir.

you should be at school
with other children your age.

But I'm a soldier, sir.

-A soldier?
-Yes sir.

-What is your platoon, son?
-The "Blue Raiders", sir.

-You mean you're his pet.
-No, sir.

I don't believe you, son.

-I have been in battle, sir.
-Where?

In Shiloh, in Perryville, in Stones River,
in Chickamauga.

Shiloh was a year ago.

I can prove it to you, sir.

"Johnny Shiloh of the Blue Raiders".

-Are you Shiloh's drum?
-Yes sir.

Ordinance!

Sit down.

Sergeant,

how many soldiers do they have in state
location outside of Chattanooga?

Excuse me, sir,

As a prisoner, I just have to give it
my name and rank, sir.

I guess after all
you are a soldier.

Thank you, sir.

Help yourself.

I'm going to keep this until I decide
what to do with you

But, sir...

No, it's better this way.

Soldiers on both sides have the bad
habit of collecting souvenirs.

This way, you will have the security
to get the watch back.

Private Johns reporting, sir.

Soldier. This is Johnny Clem,

a sergeant in the Union army
and our prisoner.

-I place him under your care.
-Yes sir.

Now, sergeant, remember,
You are a prisoner of war.

Because of your age,

you will be treated the same as other soldiers
from the camp while they are here.

But I must warn you: do not try to escape.

Before you are sent to a field
of prisoners of war,

Remember to come pick up your watch.

Retire.

Sergeant.

-Good luck.
-Thank you, sir.

Why are you looking at me so hard?

Because I had never seen
to a Yankee up close.

Well then, take a good look at me.

You must be a very stupid soldier.

-Because?
-For letting you get caught.

I would have let the Yankees kill me...

before letting me be caught and taken away
to any old prison.

Could you stop pointing the rifle at me?
It could be triggered.

Maybe it all seems very funny to you.

Do you hate me?

I don't like any Yankees.

My best friend was captured
for you Yankees.

Yeah? Well, to my best friend
Your cavalry just killed him.

Come on, you have to do homework.

This horse has a good build.

In the South all horses are good.

What's the fastest horse here?

Hey, don't get any ideas, Yankee!

About what?

About what? About escaping.

You have already heard clearly what
said the general.

-Can I have a break now?
-Of course.

I had a horse for myself
before being caught.

What happened to him?

We separate.

What was his name?

Oh, you'll be angry if I tell you!

Why don't you try it?

Eh...let's say no.
I called him Jefferson Davis.

-Lincoln?
-Mr. Lincoln.

I'm not sure I know what
the Yankees see in him.

is trying to save
to the Union, rebel.

The only man that could save
to this country is Jeff Davis.

You won't have that opportunity.

Jeff Davis is controlling
the entire Confederation.

And that is why you are going to lose.

Let them tell the three armies
who have been trapped in Chattanooga.

They're all going out.

Of course, with a white flag in his hands.

Go back to work.

What cannot be said is that the food
yours is better than ours.

I can say that being a prisoner is a job
much harder than being a soldier.

Do you remember that you are not like
guest at this camp?

And if I were, would you change
opinion about me?

Attention!

Do you know who it is?

He seems to me to be a general like any other.

Like any other general? It is the
General Longstreet and his staff.

And?

General Longstreet is in charge
the best cavalry in the army.

We've been waiting for him.

Where does it come from?

From Virginia, sent by General More
greatest of them all: Robert E. Lee.

Wait until you meet
"Old Blood and Whiskers."

-With who?
-With General Ulysses S. Grant.

The only time Grant
will meet with General Longstreet...

it will be when it's ready
to hand over his sword.

I don't like to brag, Yankee,

but now we are ready
to move to Chattanooga.

-Well, good night, rebel.
-Good night, Yankee.

"You must be a very foolish soldier."

"Any soldier worth his salt...

He tries to escape when he is captured.

He tries to escape when he is captured."

"Escape, escape, escape..."

Yankee!

Where are you going?

I was taking a walk.

Do you want to take a walk? walk
back to your tent.

Everyone told me it couldn't be done
trust a Yankee, now I believe them.

A colonel from the South told me that
the duty of a soldier
price is trying to escape.

Well I'm going to make sure
don't try it again.

Now enter the store. And give me the clothes.

-That?
-Come on!

-But...
-You heard me, Yankee.

Give me your shoes.

Your shirt and pants too.

-Hey, Yankee! Can I come in?
-Of course.

-Good morning.
-Oh, I'm angry!

What's the matter?

I never thought that a soldier from the South
would use such a low Yankee trick.

Which?

Last night I fell asleep a little.

And did someone play a trick on you?

For sure yes.

Soldiers are always playing
bad tricks What did they do to you?

-They took your clothes.
-That?

-Doesn't that make you angry?
-Of course.

I've been searching everywhere
parts because of him.

What am I going to do now?

I'll see if I can find another one.

I want my own uniform.

Then go find it yourself.

Okay, I'll do it.

Well, I can't go around like that.

The choice is yours.

-Oh!
-Sorry, Yankee.

What are you laughing at?

You sure are a dumb guard.

Yes ha ha! I guess I am.

Boy, if the general catches you with his knife,

He's going to sharpen it with you.

It's the first opportunity I've had
to shave and I'm going to fuck her.

Watch the door, will you?

Attention!

The general.

Quick, wipe the foam off your face.

And at the end of the day...

Guys, stand down.

Ordinance!

Yes sir?

Have you been using this
razor?

-Yes sir.
-Because?

Excuse me, sir.

But I needed a shave, sir.

Ah, I see!

-Aren't you Johnny Shiloh?
-Yes sir.

What are you doing in that uniform?

Well, sorry for telling you, sir,

but someone of yours secretly
He stole my uniform.

I'm sorry. Who was on guard?

-Me, sir.
-But it wasn't your fault, sir.

Well you can be grateful for
that I kept your watch.

It works very well.

Thank you, sir.

Retire.

Ordinance!

Yes sir?

Take. Give it back to me when
you're done.

Yes sir.

Take.

Thank you.

Oh!

It's not much, but it's the best
that I have been able to find.

-Where have you been so long?
-I went to the post office. I received a letter.

Aren't you afraid of leaving me alone for a long time?

I thought you wouldn't go to war
with that outfit.

Yes, I think not.

How do you feel?

I have to take two steps to move one foot.

At least they don't squeeze you.

Who is the letter from?

From home. Do you want to read it?

No, it's your letter.

Yes, but that's how I could do
May you feel good too.

It's nothing more than a letter.

I guess like all men
have gone, there won't be much to write.

Something wrong?

Have you read the whole letter, Billy?

I can't read, Yankee.

It's your mother's.

"Dear son. I hope that upon receipt of this
letter you are in good health.

Here everything remains more or less the same
than the last time you wrote.

We all pray to the Almighty
so that the war ends soon,

and let the men come home
with your loved ones.

We just got news
by Tommy Dilman.

That's my best friend.

"Tommy died in a field
of prisoners from the North

and the Yankees will send his body home."

Tommy?

Are you sure?

That's what the letter says, Billy.

-"Take care, son, and..."
-No.

Don't read anything else.

I'm sorry, Billy.

Johnny, could you please
go to your tent?

-I have to be alone.
-Sure, Billy.

Dear love, do you remember...

from the last time we saw each other?

When you told me you loved me...

on your knees at my feet.

Sad and lonely cry.

Hopes and fears in vain.

When this bloody war is over,

we will pray that we meet...

again.

We are a band of brothers
and we are through the ground.

We have fought for property
earned with honest work,

And when our rights were seen
threatened the scream was heard near and far.

Long live the good "Bonnie" flag
that carries the lone star!

Hooray, hooray! for the rights
from the South, hooray!

Long live the good "Bonnie" flag
that carries the lone star!

Hooray, hooray! for the rights
from the South, hooray!

Long live the good "Bonnie" flag
that carries the lone star!

Hey Yankee, how about you sing with
us one of your songs?

-Oh, no.
-Yeah.

Yes, one about Yankees. Sing us something.

-Yes, let's listen to one.
-Hey, I have an idea.

-Let's sing a song for the Yankee.
-Good. You choose it.

Yes, be one.

When Johnny gets home
marching again...

Hooray, hooray!

We will give you a cordial...

Alright, stay tuned, disperse.
The fun is over.

What's up, sergeant?

Get your team packing. Move!

What's going on, sergeant?

We will leave for Chattanooga in the morning.

-Billy.
-Goodbye, little Yankee.

-Good luck.
-Thank you.

-Yes sir.
-Billy, how is he behaving...?

Yes, sergeant.

And what about him, sergeant?

There's nothing we can do
About that, Billy.

What did he say?

You have to pack your equipment.

-I don't have anything to pack.
-I know.

What do you think they're going to do with me?

-Send you south, I guess.
-Towards a prison?

You're a prisoner, aren't you?

Like your friend Tommy?

Are you afraid?

I wish you didn't have to leave.

Are all the stories I heard true?

-Like which ones?
-Do they hit you there?

Do they feed you swill?

And the cells are old,
Dirty and with lots of rats?

Maybe they're not so bad
the prisons of the South.

Maybe they are worse.

I'm sorry.

Well I guess it will be
better go to bed.

Johnny?

you have to promise me
One thing: don't die.

I'll try not to do it.

And write to me.

Maybe I can help you.

Goodbye, Johnny.

Goodbye, Billy.

Good luck.

Thank you.

"You must be a very foolish soldier."

"Any soldier worth his salt...

He tries to escape when he is captured."

"You must be a very foolish soldier."

"Any soldier worth his salt
try to escape."

"Escape, escape, escape, escape..."

My watch!

Go back to your tent.

Billy, I'd rather die than go to prison.

I can't let you go, Yankee.

I have caught this rebel. came
through our lines.

Clem is a Union sergeant,
a messenger from General Thomas.

Hello, Sam.

He's not a rebel, he's Johnny Shiloh.

-The general has been worried about you.
-Yeah?

-When did you escape from the rebels?
-I just escaped.

We knew that Longstreet and Wheeler
They mount their offensive now,

but we didn't know exactly
where they were going.

-Sir, may I venture an opinion?
-Of course.

This Longstreet move
It means that Lee...

Exactly.

Lee hoped they could
defeat us here in Chattanooga,

then Longstreet, Wheeler and Hood
they would join him and attack Gettysburg.

-Now...
-Captain Paul reporting, sir.

Make it happen.

If Longstreet and Wheeler ride
their offensive right now...

-Message from General Hooker, sir.
-Which one is it, captain?

General Hooker and General Smith
They have managed to join forces...

and break the siege.

-Good!
-General Smith is getting it, sir.

General Hooker is advancing
on the enemy.

Tell General Hooker to keep moving
Until further orders, captain.

Yes sir.

Thanks, sergeant. you have done
a good job.

-Yes sir.
-Retreat.

Gentlemen, this army too,
He has to face the enemy.

Gabe!

Look at this.

-Hello, Johnny.
-I thought you were dead!

It takes more than one bullet
rebel to kill me.

Let me look at you. How good
see you again!

It doesn't matter what's mine, I should
spank you good, did you know that?

Because?

Because I thought you were dead
and I felt very bad.

Oh, sorry!

I never thought you'd escape
join the rebels.

No, I did the right thing.

So what do you do with this
motley ensemble, eh?

-Johnny Shiloh!
-Johnny!

Why did you leave?

You can go now.

Here, Johnny.

It came for you while you were away.

Whose is it?

From some Chicago ladies who had
seen your photo in the newspaper.

A new uniform!

A cap, some socks,
a jacket...

Oh, some new shoes too!

Yes, this is what the letter said.

I opened it because, uh... for a while...

we thought maybe we would never come back
to see each other again and, uh...

that someone had to answer and thank him.

Gabe?

I'm glad we're back
home on leave.

You? Ha ha ha. Because?

Because you won't have to fight
with the soldiers there.

How were you treated, Johnny?

I was fine, I guess.

What are they like in their own field?

They are no different from us.

That's what I figured.

Do you want me to throw you
old clothes far away?

No, Gabe. A good friend of mine gave it to me.

Come on, sergeant. How much
Are you going to waste more time?

I'm coming, Gabe.

-Well, you look cute now.
-Oh, Gabe!

-Lieutenant.
-Yes sir.

There's a friend of yours over there.

Mr. Lincoln!

He returned to camp by himself.

That shows he's smarter than me.

Of course.

-See you soon, Sam.
-See you soon, Sam.

-Say hello to the family.
-Tell them that we will return home soon.

See you.

Johnny Shiloh, Johnny Shiloh,

ran to be in
Lincoln's army.

Johnny Shiloh, Johnny Shiloh,

the bravest and youngest Yankee drummer.

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