Beau Geste1939

Schwartz:
Don't tell me he took your appetites away. He'll take more than that away before long. Glock, go to the door, warn us if anyone comes. Markoff has been asking for it, and now he's going to get it.

Maris:
Can't you see a mutiny is what Markoff wants? If he puts it down, he'll be a hero.

Schwartz:
And you're the one who would help him put it down, Maris.

Maris:
Let him hang himself. Lt. Martin's death gives him enough rope. When his superior officers learn what he's already done, he'll go to prison for life!

Schwartz:
Listen to our little Sergeant-lover. Our troubles are all over if we bring Markoff a bunch of posies every morning. You don't want to stay here and die like rats in a trap, do you?

The men:
No!

Schwartz:
And let that madman squeeze every drop of blood out of you and drive you out on the desert like he did Renouf and Renault, do you?

The men:
No!

Schwartz:
We're 50 against one. How long are you going to keep on licking the boots that kick you? Those stripes on his sleeve won't stop a rifle bullet. Let's get him now!

Legionnaire:
I'm with you!

Maris:
You fools! Don't listen to him! He'll never get away with it!

Schwartz:
Shut up, you yellow liver!

Beau:
Wait a minute. I don't know much about mutinies, but I do know it isn't good form to plan them at the top of your voice.

Schwartz:
Where do you stand?

Beau:
Well, I don't like Markoff, but also I don't like you.

John:
Make it 4.

Schwartz:
Who else? These 3 won't bother us.

Legionnaire:
Rasinoff?

Schwartz:
He's with Markoff, and he goes with Markoff.

Maris:
After you kill Markoff, what?

Schwartz:
We'll get out of this hole, and we go to Morocco.

Maris:
Markoff has two Arab scouts outside. The minute they see anything's wrong, they'll ride to Tokotu for help.

Schwartz:
We'll have too much of a start.

Maris:
Not for the camel corps.

Legionnaire:
Talk, talk, talk! Let's decide!

Schwartz:
You're right. All those with me, on your feet! [to Beau] I give you one more chance to change your mind.

Beau:
Schwartz, there'll be a flag flying out there in the morning that I swore to uphold. Armies of good men have died for it, gladly. It's a battle flag and it's a flag of victory. I'm rather proud to be under it. And I wouldn't want to go out in the morning like you and know that I was going to be a traitor to it.