Oh, no, listen. Those men are huddled on the beaches like hunted birds. You know, the wounded and the hunted birds we used to find and bring into the sanctuary.
10 seconds sound clip from the The Snow Goose (1954) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:18:27 in the radio play.
Quote context
[...]
- But it's madness. They'll all be killed. What can they do?
- You see, that's what I can do. Six or seven men at a time. Get them off the beaches.
- Philip, must you go? You'll not come back. Why must it be you?
- You're not... You're bad arm, Philip.
- This is something I can do. You know I can. Just for once I can be a man and play my part.
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