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[Sprinkles Blake and Schofield with the whisky in his flask]

Through this holy unction, may the Lord pardon you your faults and whatever sins thou has committed. [Gives the two soldiers a flare gun] I do hate losing these to the Hun. So, when they start shooting at you, could you be so kind as to throw it back? There's a good chap. Cheerio.

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