Sharpe

Sir Augustus:
[To Patrick Harper, the only man with his jacket on] You, there, Sergeant!

Harper:
A Colonel. Oh, my God.

Sir Augustus:
Stand up, there, fellow!

Harper:
[To Sharpe, who attempted to rise.] No, sir, you stay down. [he pushes Sharpe's head down, so that his face isn't visible to Sir Augustus] Stay down. [to the colonel] Coming, Colonel! Coming, sir! Here I am, sir. How ya doin', sir?

Sir Augustus:
Name? Rank?

Harper:
Sergeant Patrick Harper, sir. 95th Rifles.

Sir Augustus:
I heard you swearing, Sergeant harper. How dare you swear in front of an officer!

Harper:
Yes, sir, I'm very very sorry, sir. Must a just slipped out, so it did.

Sir Augustus:
[indicating Sharpe and remaining Riflemen] Who are these - scruffy savages?

Harper:
They are Chosen Men, sir. Picked out for their special skills. That's why they wear the white cords of courage.

Sir Augustus:
Well, not for much longer they won't. Nor will you have those stripes on your sleeve, Sergeant. As soon as I see Lord Wellington, I'm gonna have you all up on a charge for disorderly conduct.

Sharpe:
[can't stand still any longer] Begging your pardon, sir, but these men were acting under my orders, sir.

Sir Augustus:
Your orders, sir? And who are you, to give orders?

Sharpe:
I'm an officer, sir.

Sir Augustus:
You are an officer?

Sharpe:
Yes, sir. Captain Sharpe, 95th Rifles, sir.

Sir Augustus:
Sharpe...Sharpe. I believe I heard something about you in Lisbon, Sharpe. Are you the fellow Wellington raised from the ranks?

Sharpe:
Yes, sir.

Sir Augustus:
Well, I've always thought it was a bad idea, and now I've got proof of it. When I see Lord Wellington, I'm going to speak to him about your conduct, Sharpe.

Nairn:
Is that you, Sir Augustus? Major Nairn, Lord Wellington's staff, sir. I take it you are Sir Augustus Farthingdale.

Sir Augustus:
I am he, Nairn. I should like to complain about the conduct of one of your officers.

Nairn:
Lord Wellington is waiting for you, sir. He's most anxious to allay your anxiety on the matter you alluded to in your letter.

Sir Augustus:
I should like to bathe, and change first. Where's my tent, Nairn?

Nairn:
Last but one on the right, sir, I've water on the boil for you.