 Need get rest, or you need get sleep. What you doing here, you sailor fella? You ain't sick like others. You get in foxhole. They give you bunk. You hurry, I tell you. But he is sick. Look at him. Look at him. He can hardly stand up. Is it giving me orders, you army bucko? Let you look out, then. With one hand weak as I am, I can break you in two and fling the pieces over the side and your crew after you.