Patrick Harper:
I had an uncle who thought the Faeries were after him.
Richard Sharpe:
What happened to him?
Patrick Harper:
Well, sir, they got him.
Will Nugent:
I'm most grateful for this young man. He saved us all.
Lord Wellington:
It's what he does. Isn't it, Sharpe.
Patrick Harper:
Well would you look at this.
[
indicates the redcoats coming down the hill]
Richard Sharpe:
Our absent friends.
Sgt. Rodd:
The only money I take off the Frenchmen is like this
[
turns to the looters]
Sgt. Rodd:
'Wait for me!'
Bess Nugent:
For God's sake there's enough black sheep in our family to fill a field! Whoring and swindling, but Will isn't one of them. And as for your wife Kitty and her tribe...
Lord Wellington:
Bess what is this for?
Bess Nugent:
Let me go too, and find him.
Lord Wellington:
No you will not. You will be removed from here, in the opposite direction, disarmed and obedient.
Rifleman Skillicorn:
[
on the provosts] They're thieve takers, so that makes them thieves themselves.
Rifleman Harris:
Well, Skillicorn! He doesn't say much but when he does you have to listen.
[
laugh]
Patrick Harper:
[
talking about the arrival of Wellington's relatives] Well, I've never seen him sweat like that before. Poor old Nosey.
Rifleman Cooper:
I weren't looking at him, I was looking at the young lady.
Richard Sharpe:
[
Skillicorn has been caught by Ayres with a chicken] Look nobody lives here it's deserted!
Lt. Ayres:
He's a looter.
[
turns to his flunkies]
Lt. Ayres:
Hang him!
Rifleman Skillicorn:
Is he supposed to hit me?
Patrick Harper:
If he hadn't done, I would have. You've landed him in the shite! Grab your rifle, go on. You'll be lucky to save your neck.
Ellie Nugent:
Daddah?
Will Nugent:
[
speaks nonsense]
Ellie Nugent:
Daddah! Daddah, who am I? You know me!
Will Nugent:
[
continues nonsense]
Rifleman Hagman:
[
recording target scores] Miss Nugent, dead center. Major, you're off center five.
Lt. Ayres:
Damn it, should have wagered a hundred.
Patrick Harper:
Oh the book's still open, sir.
Lt. Ayres:
Right then, raise it.
Patrick Harper:
[
writes a note] An even hundred you have, sir.
Lord Wellington:
Go back to your old regiments. Wear your new red coats with pride, and I'll see you in the land of Napoleon Bonaparte!
Lt. Ayres:
[
drunkenly] She's a lady, which is why she's got a lady's gun. Which is a rifle!
[
sneers]
Lt. Ayres:
What about that, Major Rifleman Sharpe?
Richard Sharpe:
You're drunk, Mr. Ayres.
Lt. Ayres:
So should you be by now. And I stick by muskets!
Provost Marshal:
[
disapproving] Ayres!
Ellie Nugent:
Back in Ireland, I go shooting quite a lot.
Lt. Ayres:
With a lady's gun!
Major Mungo Munro:
This is sinful gambling, and I will have no part of it! I'm here to see fair play!
Patrick Harper:
It's only sinful, sir, if you lose.
Lt. Ayres:
I smell a wager!
Lt. Ayres:
[
indicating Hagman] Is he truly your best man?
Patrick Harper:
Oh he surely is. That man could shoot a pimple off your nose, without breaking the skin!
Major Mungo Munro:
[
about El Casco's guerrillas] The story goes, there was a great shipwreck hereabouts, long long ago. A galleon, bearing treasure from Mexico to the King of Spain. Not only gold, but idols for him to see, even people from that terrible land.
Richard Sharpe:
Treasure?
Major Mungo Munro:
Ah that catches your ear, laddie? Well if it's still there, no one's found it!
Bess Nugent:
William heard of it too.
Ellie Nugent:
You said a 'terrible land'?
Major Mungo Munro:
The Aztecs of Mexico were a high civilization, and entirely evil!
Ellie Nugent:
How could that be?
Lt. Ayres:
Their religion was based on human sacrifice. They cut the living hearts out of their prisoners...
Major Mungo Munro:
That'll do for now, man.
Lt. Ayres:
...thousands at a time. Or they skinned them.
Major Mungo Munro:
I said that'll do!
Lt. Ayres:
They even had a god of flaying...the flayed god...
Richard Sharpe:
Stop gloating, Ayres!
Lt. Ayres:
I came across it in my studies. Rather amusing.
Ellie Nugent:
Major Munroe, you didn't mean there could be any of that here?
Major Mungo Munro:
No. Well, maybe a taint turned into foolish nonsense, these folk are peasants.
Ellie Nugent:
And that's all?
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