The Lost Patrol1934

Sanders:
[after telling the Sergeant that Brown has left] He wrote something in my Bible... for you.

The Sergeant:
Deserted, hunh? Insubordinate swine! Bilged out! Left us like a rat when we needed every man! Why didn't you tell me? You're a party to this, you know! Well, get your rifle and get out of here. You take his place.

Sanders:
[With a crazed look in his eyes] Yes, Yes, that's it, Sergeant! Yes!

The Sergeant:
[Reading Brown's note] 'Sorry, Sergeant, but Quincannon was right. He knocked one off for Jock. I'll get another for Matlow. Taking a long swing to come around behind them. Fine moon tonight. Should be good hunting. Yours contritely, George Brown. P.S. Not a good name, but the best I could think of when I enlisted.'