I'm a German in my blood, but you bet I ain't a pro-German.
"Mamma, again I tell you keep still once--and now you boys goin' to fight.

That's good! Me, I would go if I was not too old; not a better German fighter would they have than me.

I kill 'em all what come till I fall over myself.

You boys remember and fight hard, so we make the world nice again.

I bet you fight good--strong, husky boys like you.