 What the price is this going on here? Hancock, Adams. Revere? Yes, it's me. The regulars are out. The British are coming. Well, at last. It begins. You must both leave for safety at once. Safety? Not while there's a breath left in my body. Bring me my sword. Hancock, we've been over this a thousand times. You cannot go into battle. You're too valuable to us elsewhere. I shall go into battle and none shall say me nay. Where's my gun and my boots?