Sharpe

Wellington:
What do you say, Sharpe?

Sharpe:
We leave at dawn, sir.

Wellington:
Does that suit you, Colonel?

Sir Augustus:
Well, naturally, I had hoped to go myself.

Wellington:
No, Colonel. These dogs would merely take you hostage and increase the ransom.

Sir Augustus:
Well, that being so, I have some concerns as to the correct conduct of Captain Sharpe, and his men. My wife is a lady. I must ask you to impress on Captain Sharpe the need to adopt certain standards which are not necessarily his by birth.

Teresa:
How dare he speak of Captain Sharpe in such a fashion! We Morenos are of the blood. We know who is a man of manners and who is a man of the mouth, and you, Sir Augustus, are a man of the mouth. Take my advice and shut it, before someone shuts it for you!

Sir Augustus:
How dare you, Madame!

Wellington:
Sir Augustus has a point, Sharpe. You and your men can be a little rough and ready. Sir Augustus has written a book on the proper conduct of the Spanish Campaign, I suggest you study it tonight, Sharpe. Full of good things, listen, "During the day's march, the men should keep their files, no indecent language or noise to be allowed." Be sure to read that particular part to the Chosen Men tonight after prayers.

Sharpe:
Wild horses wouldn't stop me, sir.

Nairn:
Don't talk about horses, Sharpe. Dismissed!

Teresa:
[to Sir Augustus] If you were a man, I would call you out, force you to fight a duel, and kill you. [leaves]

Nairn:
Close call, there, sir. They call her 'the needle', don't ask me why.

Sir Augustus:
[looking a trifle alarmed] Am I in danger?

Wellington:
[impatient] Escort Sir Augustus to his tent.