Speech
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(William Wallace) Sons
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of
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Scotland!
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I
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am
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William
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Wallace.
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(Young Soldier) William
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Wallace
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is
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seven
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feet
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tall!
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(Wallace) Yes,
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I've
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heard.
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Kills
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men
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by
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the
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hundreds.
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And
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if
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HE
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were
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here,
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he'd
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Speech
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consume
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the
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English
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with
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fireballs
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from
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his
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eyes,
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and
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bolts
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of
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lightning
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from
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his
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arse.
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I
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*am*
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William
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Wallace!
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And
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I
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see
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a
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whole
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army
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of
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my
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Speech
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countrymen,
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here
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in
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defiance
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of
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tyranny.
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You've
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come
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to
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fight
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as
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free
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men...
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and
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free
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men
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you
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are.
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What
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will
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you
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do
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with
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that
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freedom?
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Will
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you
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Speech
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fight?
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(Veteran) Fight?
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Against
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that?
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No!
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We
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will
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run.
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And
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We
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will
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live.
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(Wallace) Aye,
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fight
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and
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you
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may
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die.
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Run,
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and
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you'll
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live...
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at
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least
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a
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while.
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Speech
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And
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dying
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in
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your
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beds,
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many
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years
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from
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now,
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would
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you
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be
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willin'
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to
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trade
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ALL
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the
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days,
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from
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this
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day
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to
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that,
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for
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one
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chance,
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Speech
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just
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one
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chance,
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to
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come
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back
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here
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and
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tell
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our
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enemies
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that
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they
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may
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take
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our
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lives,
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but
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they'll
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never
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take......
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OUR
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FREEDOM!!!!!!
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(All) ALBA
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GU
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BRATH!
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