Courage, New Hampshire

Bob Wheedle:
I've known a campaign or two in my time. It hasn't all been cards and dice in the barracks - and you don't want to trifle with the 29th, squire.

Silas Rhodes:
Must be something to see.

Bob Wheedle:
Steel, powder and blood, Mr. Rhodes. Row after row.

Abraham Foxe:
Would you say he offered you his friendship?

Sarah Pine:
I would say he offered considerable more than that. Considerable.

Simeon Trapp:
Such a shame, though; a fortune-favored man like you can't see who butters his bread.

Silas Rhodes:
You have that wrong. I know it very well.

Simeon Trapp:
Then you should have some country lad stand up for the girl and let the king have his soldier...

Silas Rhodes:
Last warning.

Simeon Trapp:
Fine!

Silas Rhodes:
I know who butters my bread. And the king, God bless him, has very little to do with it.

Sarah Pine:
Well, you know what the Word says about men in your station.

Bob Wheedle:
I confess. I do not think I know.

Sarah Pine:
Protectors of the innocent. Bearing the sword against evil. Rewarding those who do good; who love God.

Bob Wheedle:
I'm a king's man, Sarah. I eat the king's bread; I do the king's bidding. I do. Always have. Always will.