Son of Lassie

Village Padre:
I don't think you will find a poor dog in this village. He wouldn't stop here. No refuse bins.

German Soldier:
Why not?

Village Padre:
Because there is no refuse.

Joe Carraclough:
Laddie, you get bigger but you never grow up, does he, Lassie?

Joe Carraclough:
No matter what anyone says, Laddie, you're still the finest champion ever.

Priscilla:
I'm on Joe's side grandfather.

Duke of Radling:
You're not free to be.

Priscilla:
You're very old grandfather and you think very old things.

Duke of Radling:
You're very young, my dear, and you think very young things.

Sergeant Eddie Brown:
[to Joe] Look boy, you don't have to put on an act with me. I've seen an army marshal bawl like a baby when he had to leave his dog.

Joe Carraclough:
You know something, Laddie? You've got to understand something before we go back home this time. One of the little things about war is you can't have your dog. You're a very little thing for me to give up... many are giving up their children. I suppose when I have a child... feeling something like this... it probably won't be anything like it. Perhaps I'll never know about it. But, anyway, I know about you. I won't see you anymore.

Priscilla:
[Running after Joe as he is about to leave for the war] Joe! Joe! Aren't you going to say goodbye?

Joe Carraclough:
You know your grandfather would never approve of... us.

Priscilla:
Then you know how I manage him. But what does it matter if you don't love me.

Joe Carraclough:
Who said I didn't love you?

Priscilla:
Then say it, Joe. Go on. Say it. Please say it, Joe!

Joe Carraclough:
[Starts to leave but turns back] I do love you.

Priscilla:
I'll be waiting!