Beau Geste1939

Markoff:
How do you feel tonight, Lieutenant?

Lt. Martin:
I'm dying.

Markoff:
I hope not, sir.

Lt. Martin:
I'm going to die. I'll be buried under the sand and forgotten. When I was a little boy, I thought soldiers always died in battles. I didn't know there were so many soldiers... and so few battles... and so many fevers. Get word to Beaujolais at Tokotu. Have him send another officer. You'll be in command until then...The men must be led, not driven. Remember, you'll answer to the man who takes my place...