Before Winter Comes

Major Burnside:
What languages do you speak?

Janovic:
Russian, Polish, Greek, Hungarian, German, Romanian, Bulgar, Serbo-Croat, Romani, Italian, some Arabic, some Yiddish, a little Chinese.

Major Burnside:
You speak English and Chinese. You never wandered there?

Janovic:
Ah, they come to me, Major, sir. An English woman. A Chinese woman in Latvia. Live with a new woman, learn a new tongue. It's better than Berlitz.

Major Burnside:
An English woman and you?

Janovic:
Why, I speak English fine. Seven English women.

Major Burnside:
You're a rolling stone, aren't you? Where do you want to roll to?

Lieutenant Pilkington:
You mean, you encourage the men here and the - village women? Why, it's disgusting! It's like animals!

Janovic:
In the country, it's always like that.

Lieutenant Pilkington:
If-if the Major finds out what they're doing on his ban on fraternization, I-I-I don't know...

Janovic:
They do not fraternize! No, they do not fraternize! They - just - sleep - together!

Major Burnside:
The trouble is, you think you run this camp.

Janovic:
No, no, sir. What ever I do, you have the last blame.

Sergeant Woody:
Private Amos... Is that a moustache or part of your breakfast?

Brigadier Bewley:
You'll be staying in the service, of course? It's in the family. People with your background should do pretty well.

Lieutenant Pilkington:
Thank you, sir. Emm, I shall be going back to University to study languages. I've been told that they are going to be most important in the new Europe.

Brigadier Bewley:
Oh, yes. And in the new Army. We could use fellows like you on the staff.

Lieutenant Pilkington:
Well, no sir, whatever my father might say, eh, I'm - not really cut out for fighting.

Brigadier Bewley:
My dear, Pilkington, whoever joined the Army to fight?

Lieutenant Pilkington:
Go on! Get out! You bloody gypsy!