Why wait?

Now, let us move on to...

Prisoner exchange.

Sir?

You have 18 of my men.

I want them back.

Um...

But I do have 18 criminals under sentence of death, but I hold no prisoners of war.

If that's your position, 18 of your officers will have to die. 19 if you hang me with my men.

My officers.

Sir.

Top of the ridge to your left, just below the tree line.

Their names and ranks?

They refuse to give me their names, but their ranks are nine lieutenants, five captains, three majors, and one very fat colonel who called me a...

Cheeky fellow.

You know, this is not the conduct of a gentleman.

If the conduct of your officers is the measure of a gentleman, I'll take that as a compliment.

Get my men.

Arrange the exchange.

My lord.

Thank you, sir.

Get off, walkers!

Open the gates!

Release the prisoners!

Gentlemen, what is this?

Prisoner exchange.

He has 18 of our officers.

Who is he?

I recognize him.

He's the commander of the militia.

Your ghost.

See that sword, colonel?

He rode in under a white flag for a formal parley.

This is madness.

If you harm him, you condemn our officers.

Gentlemen, with respect, sir, he's killed as many officers as I can remember.

He's killed more officers in the last two months.

He has shown no aggression here.

Hence, he cannot be touched.

Has he not?

You!

Well, you're the ghost, are you?

I remember you.

And that farm, that stupid little boy.

Did he die?

You know, it's an ugly business, doing one's duty.

But just occasionally, it's a real pleasure.

Before this war's over, I'm going to kill you.

Why wait?

Soon.

Move out!

Get up!

Do you still think it's imperative to push northwards?

One of our captured officers, my lord.

My reputation suffers because of your incompetence.

That man... insults me!

Quite impressive for a farmer with a pitchfork.

Wouldn't you, sir?

I want you to find that man.

I want you to capture him.

The man has the loyalty of the people.

They protect him, protect his family, protect the families of his men.

I can capture him for you.

But to do so requires the use of tactics that are somewhat...

What was the word your lordship used?

Brutal, I think.

Go on.

I am prepared to do what is necessary.

I alone will assume the full mantle of responsibility for my actions, free of the chain of command, rendering you blameless.

However, if I do this, you and I both know that I can never return to England with honour.

What, I wonder?

Is to become of me.

When this war is over here in the colonies, the new aristocracy... will be landowners.

Tell me about Ohio.

Ohio.