Teresa:
[
to Sir Augustus] If you were a man, I would call you out, force you to fight a duel, and kill you.
Sarah:
Don't worry. I'm married to a French colonel. We fell in love before this war began. He's a brave man and he'll come for me soon, I know he will.
Isabella:
I'm married to an English colonel. He's a coward, and he won't come at all.
Richard Sharpe:
No wonder Harris reads Voltaire. Listen: Dieu ne pas pour le gros battalions, mais pour sequi teront le meilleur.
Teresa:
God is not on the side of the big battalions, but of the best shots.
Richard Sharpe:
Not bad for a Frog, eh?
Wellington:
Discipline is only a rabble-rouser's shout from anarchy!
Isabella:
Voltaire says, I have no morals, yet I am a very moral person. And that's how I think I am.
Richard Sharpe:
That's how I think you are, too.
Nairn:
You see that colonel, Sharpe? That colonel came here to make you a major. Would you believe that?
Richard Sharpe:
No, sir.
Nairn:
Right hand up to God, Sharpe.
Richard Sharpe:
That's your left hand, sir.
Richard Sharpe:
What are you smiling at, Fredrickson?
Frederickson:
I'm not smiling, sir. A musket ball broke my jaw. I have false teeth. The sawbone stuck on the smile for free, sir. He also stuck on my hair. Hair belongs to a horse, sir.
Pot Au Fe:
My friends, let us not fight! Let us eat!
Teresa:
You never stopped me from doing what I had to do. That's why I loved you so much.
Teresa:
Harper, I have half a bottle of the best Irish whisky from the Irish priests at Salamanca.
Richard Sharpe:
You speak a word and you're dead, Harper.
Patrick Harper:
I'll be dead, but, sir, I'll be drunk.
Harris:
I'll trade you a Voltaire, and a filthy book by the Marquis De Sade, for your Sir Augustus, sir.
Ducos:
Come, Colonel. We've wasted enough time in Adrados. It was a fool's errand in the first place.
Richard Sharpe:
Fool's errand? That man's wife is held hostage, sir! What is he to do?
Ducos:
Find another.
Sir Augustus Farthingale:
Are you the fellow that Wellington raised from the ranks, Sharpe?
Richard Sharpe:
Yes sir.
Sir Augustus Farthingale:
Yes, well I always thought it was a bad idea, and now I've got proof of it!
Richard Sharpe:
Maybe I'll get lucky, sir. Maybe one of those rockets will blow me to Kingdom Come.
Nairn:
That's the spirit, Sharpe!
Richard Sharpe:
[
examining the Rocket Troop] Very consistent, Lieutenant. Ten salvos and you've missed every time.
Wellington:
You think there may be something in those rockets, Sharpe?
Richard Sharpe:
Not as to accuracy, sir, but they play merry hell with the morality of poorly led men, sir. The sound is shocking.
Wellington:
Scared you, did they?
Richard Sharpe:
I was terrified, sir.
Teresa:
If you were a man I would call you out, force you to fight a duel, and kill you.
Sgt. Obadiah Hakeswill:
I hope he doesn't kill Sharpy.
Pot Au Fe:
Why?
Sgt. Obadiah Hakeswill:
I want to kill him myself!
Nairn:
Ducos is a very bad boy. Has the ear of Bonaparte himself. Where Ducos rides, dirty work is soon to follow.
Wellington:
[
the Prince Regent wants Sharpe appointed major] It seems Sharpe has friends at court too Colonel, though in London, not in Lisbon.
Patrick Harper:
[
the Chosen Men are trying to scare the newly arrived 60th Rifles] May God help them, Mr. Cooper.
Rifleman Cooper:
These poor souls, don't know Mr. Sharpe, do they, Sgt. Harper?
Patrick Harper:
They don't Mr. Cooper
Rifleman Hagman:
They don't know Mr. Sharpe saved Wellington's life, do they, Sgt. Harper?
Patrick Harper:
They don't Mr. Hagman.
Harris:
They don't know Mr. Sharpe shot three dragoons out of the saddle in thirty seconds do they, Sgt. Harper?
Patrick Harper:
They certainly don't, Mr. Harris.
Rifleman Hagman:
I bet they don't know Mr. Sharpe shot a man just for having rust on his trigger!
Rifleman Cooper:
They don't, Mr. Hagman.
Patrick Harper:
I bet they don't know Mr. Sharpe shot an officer, just for having dust on his buttons!
[
the others pause and stare at Perkins]
Patrick Harper:
[
Resumes] Well what was it Mr. Sharpe says makes a good soldier, Mr. Cooper?
Rifleman Cooper:
Remind me again, Sarge.
Patrick Harper:
What Major Sharpe says makes a good soldier is the ability to be able to fire three rounds a minute, in any weather.
Rifleman Cooper:
Oh I should remember that.
Patrick Harper:
Shush, boys. Here he comes: the Devil himself!
[
Sharpe arrives]
Rifleman Perkins:
[
Perkins is being disguised as a woman for the night attack] Why can't Harris where the dress, sir?
Richard Sharpe:
Harris doesn't have the figure for it!
[
the others jeer]
Rifleman Perkins:
I must protest it's not fair, it's not fair! It's always me!
Richard Sharpe:
No apologies about your men?
Frederickson:
Men are dirty, Mr. Sharpe. Rifles are clean!
Sgt. Obadiah Hakeswill:
[
is caught in a Mexican stand-off with Teresa] Put that pistol down, lassie, or I'll blow Miss Farthingdale's brains out!
Richard Sharpe:
I'll be lucky to get away with a court martial!
Colonel Dubreton:
[
Sharpe quotes Voltaire in French] You told me you didn't speak French.
Richard Sharpe:
I lied. My wife taught me: she taught me many things. Above all how to say goodbye.
[
grabs Ducos]
Richard Sharpe:
Someday, I'll say goodbye to you!
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