"No."
"Willits is looking after you ... he's from the Medical Corps..."
"Who?"
"Willits."
"He a doctor?"
"Medical Corps."
"Where am I?"
"By a half-track ... there are wounded here ... Willits and Cobb are helping the men ... we'll be moving out of this gully..."
"Don't go, Dennison."
"Can you move your head ... to the side? ... I want to put medication in your eyes," said Willits.