Zulu1964

[Colour Sergeant Bourne and several other soldiers have brought a drunken Mr. Witt and his daughter to their wagon to get them away before the Zulus attack.]

Lt. Chard:
Keep driving with the sun at your back. Should make it safely.

Mr. Witt:
Sergeant!

Margareta Witt:
Father!

Mr. Witt:
Leave me alone!

Lt. Chard:
Try to understand him, Miss Witt.

Mr. Witt:
Death awaits you! You have made a covenant with death and with Hell you are in agreement! You're all going to die! Don't you realize? Can't you see? You're all going to die! [Chard whips one of the horses. They start, pulling the Witts and their carriage away.] DIE! Death awaits you all! Die! Die!

Private Cole:
He's right. Why is it us? Why us?

Colour Sgt. Bourne:
Because we're here, lad. Nobody else. Just us.

Lt. Chard:
Colour Sergeant.

Colour Sgt. Bourne:
Right. Now, get back to your posts! On the double!