The Devil's Disciple1959

Burgoyne (taking a report from his pocket and holding it up):
Springtown's in the hands of the rebels. (He throws the report on the table.)

Swindon (aghast):
Since yesterday!

Burgoyne:
Since two o'clock this morning. Perhaps WE shall be in their hands before two o'clock to-morrow morning. Have you thought of that?

Swindon (confidently):
As to that, General, the British soldier will give a good account of himself.

Burgoyne

(bitterly):
And therefore, I suppose, sir, the British officer need not know his business: the British soldier will get him out of all his blunders with the bayonet. In future, sir, I must ask you to be a little less generous with the blood of your men, and a little more generous with your own brains