Sharpe (TV Series)

Sharpe's Mission (1996)

Sean Bean: Richard Sharpe

Quotes 

• Wellington : I'd be obliged if you'd show that fellow Shellington around the camp. I can't spare another officer.

  Sharpe : Yes sir.

  Wellington : Oh, and Sharpe, you better brace yourself. He's a poet.

  Sharpe : Poet, sir? My wife will be delighted.

  Wellington : Really? Personally I'd rather call for the surgeon and have him cut off my goddamn foot with a saw.

• [Shellington has passed out from seeing the dead bodies] 

  Ross : What are we going to do with him, Sharpe?

  Sharpe : Send him home, sir.

  Ross : Home? He'll need an escort.

  Sharpe : Send two of Brand's men back with him. They know the terrain. Gives us a perfect excuse for bringing Brand back.

  Ross : What if he doesn't want to go back to Wellington's camp?

  Sharpe : Oh, he'll want to, sir.

  Shellington : [coming around]  Where am I?

  Sharpe : [to Ross]  Might even try to seduce my wife.

• Daniel Hagman : Brings back fond memories, eh, sir? Beg your pardon, sir.

  Sharpe : That's alright. Just keep an eye out on 'em. I don't know who's about.

  Daniel Hagman : Don't you worry sir. Me and the lass; we'll look out for him.

• Ross : From what I hear, sometimes he is outside the law.

  Sharpe : Maybe he uses rough methods, but he gets results. So do you.

  Ross : Maybe I do, but I don't take pleasure in it.

  Sharpe : You're a damn liar.

• Sharpe : Sorry about keeping you from the rest of the camp. But I have my reasons.

  Pyecroft : No need to apologize, Sharpe. I'm used to being on my own.

  Sharpe : [reveals that he brought along Pyecroft's beloved as a stowaway, to Pyecroft's surprise]  Well you won't be on your own tonight.

  Pyecroft : ...thank you Sharpe.

• Maj. Gen. Ross : It's a trap, man! They've baited it with a really big cheese, the Rocha powder magazine. - We're going home!

  Richard Sharpe : No, we're bloody *not*! We're gonna get Brand, and we're gonna blow up that Frog bloody magazine, ad we're gonna use bloody big bait!

  Maj. Gen. Ross : Oh? - What?

  Richard Sharpe : *You*!

  Maj. Gen. Ross : *Me*?

  Richard Sharpe : Yes, you. - Sir!

• Richard Sharpe : ['inviting' the French soldiers to fire at him, in order to convince them to surrender]  The powder is so bad, it cannot carry a bullet strong enough to kill me - I wish you to *try*!

  [He lowers the white flag of parlay, stands still and waits] 

• Richard Sharpe : [calling his men to battle]  Prince of Wales' Own Volunteers! We'll give them three volleys, fire at will. The we'll give them the cold steel!

• Richard Sharpe : [intercepts an apple that Harris was about to share with Conchita]  How would you like to be chef? Serve the table, talk Frog, a little la-dee-da...?

  Harris : Not very much, sir. But if you give me back Conchita's apple...

  [I'll do it] 

  Richard Sharpe : [Handing him back the apple]  That's how it started in the Garden of Eden, Harris!

• [Harris is confined to camp pending a murder inquiry] 

  Sharpe : Harris, until this matter is resolved, you're my responsibility. Now while I'm on this mission, you will act as manservant to my wife.

  Harris : You're letting a suspected murderer look after your wife, sir?

  Sharpe : Harris, I am posting you to my household as I would post you to a position on a battlefield.

  Harris : [saluting and smiling]  Yes, sir!

• Sharpe : [he sees from his window that Pat is flirting with a young lady]  Pat! What are you doing?

  Harper : Just carrying out orders, sir. Nosey told us to fraternize with the local population.

  Sharpe : Well in the future, when you fraternize with the local women, make sure they're women over forty!

• Sharpe : You did your best sir. You did more than your best.

• Jane : I hate the bugle because I hate the army. Because I hate the war.

  Sharpe : We all hate the war.

  Jane : No you don't you love it!

  Sharpe : I'm a soldier.

  Jane : What will you do when you get home, Richard? You'll still be a soldier, but there won't be a war. And if there's no war then you won't be happy. What will you do all day?

  Sharpe : Well, what every officer does. What every husband does. Whatever that is...

  Jane : I'll tell you what they do, Richard. They ride, they hunt, they gamble, they play cards, they look after their gardens, their dogs, their libraries. They wine and dine and make polite conversation. They cut a figure in society.