All language subtitles for Parades End S01 E04 (video-converter.com)

Edwes Command is in a war. Or somewhere in France.

Burt of Burt of Burt.

Tell me that you've lost a window during the last raid.

Go to the Satville Squash.

It's nice to tell the French best shut up about the single command.

No votes for you, I'm afraid. There's going to be men and women over 30.

And it's a serious problem on the whole French. Horses! Get me, mate! My pink eye!

You should put that fellow Hodgkis in charge of the horse lines.

The horse needs to be hardened. Molly Coddling will ruin him.

Hodgkis is the man you need in France. Hodgkis.

You'll find him in horse world. Advertising. Embrication.

Can hold of Hodgkis. The comet will back you.

The comet's first edition, my lord.

General, Sylvia wants a pass to the infantry-based depot in Rouen.

She wants to see her husband. Strictly out of bounds to wives and the French as teachers.

What about mistresses? I bet there's a few of those behind the lines. It's jolly on fair.

Here you are, Bertram. Might as well spoil your dinner as you're breakfast.

The comet exposes the scandal of our out of touch command in Flanders.

I'm sure it does. But it's your own fault for building up General Perry in the first place.

Wait until the German spring offensive gives him a bloody nose, Baitian.

Then we can bring him home.

Is that why you're keeping the commander in chief short of troops, Bertram?

If you gave Perry the men, he'd lose half of them in a week.

Why, I had my way. We'd let the French go to blazers. Quite.

They won't always fear European war, but they'll always be an empire.

What about Salonika, Bertram? Salonika. Nathan, isn't that my your people originally?

Not originally, my dear.

I say, it would be nice if we could forget the war, just for five minutes.

I give up. I move to a joke.

Come on, my dear.

Mother, I'm just finishing. It'll be the finish of you if you don't... Mother!

I'm ready to christoper.

At least he isn't in the casualty list.

I always look. Of course he's not. He's not in the fighting.

His mother got him into a jog looking after horses.

There's the all clear.

Sylvia, I need you to rally round.

Johnny's behaving appordingly.

What you mean about your dirty small?

It's not a diverty small.

I'm belting. Oh, Bobby.

You mean you and...

But he just... his fault is a Jew.

Fat. I was going to say it's his fault.

He's fat. He wants to marry me.

So I need you to get Johnny over the hump.

No. Take him out and about.

He's a good old sausage.

I want to do my best for him.

That's all very well, but I have a mind of this at Christopher and France.

I've written to General Campin.

I wish Tejas would write to his damn wife.

Or at any rate, stop it from writing to me.

It's not my job to reassure the wives of officers their husbands are still alive. Damn it.

It's bad enough having to write to them when they're not.

There's a movement told to come in for Captain Teach and Sir from the War Office.

From G14-H. It was misrooted and as any now could happen, afraid.

Movement? To where?

Division or horse transport.

I'm not sure.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Division or horse transport.

Well, you can tell room G14 are whoever the hell they are that I'm not parking with Captain Teach and Sir.

He's the only officer on the base who can get his draft into marching order on time.

Not that he isn't a confounded nuisance.

I could give them Captain McKechno when his back from divorce leave is sane enough for horses, isn't it?

Captain McKechno has returned from me, Sir, but he omitted to get divorced.

How dare he not get divorced?

He told me his wife was cohabiting with an Egyptian, wasn't it? Some sort of day go anyway.

No, sir, an Egyptologist. They've agreed to share her.

But dirty, dark, us trim and its commission!

Dan fine officer. When he isn't going mad, an advice Chancellor's Latin prize man as well.

Another brilliant fellow like Teachans.

That's a thought. They can be brilliant together.

Just have to take the accusative or the ablative. Both.

Accused of when it's under as a motion, an ablative when it's under as a state.

A pictured lady has let's ball with the honourable Johnny Pelham.

Mrs. Christopher Teachans, whose husband is in hospital at the front.

Silvia must have told them that herself.

My paper wouldn't put the knife into her.

We mean like Silvia, the jam on their bread and butter.

But why would she do that?

To let him know she's on the warpath.

Well, don't worry about Christopher. It was only pneumonia and not at the front.

He's 100 miles from the nearest German trench. His job is getting out fresh troops on their way to the fighting.

Nothing to worry about except air raids.

But are they dropping bombs on him?

My dear, they're dropping bombs on you. And yet, here you are.

Don't you think Christopher was looking after horses somewhere safe?

That's the war office for you.

But an infantry-based depot is a soft posting so long as you're not sent back to your battalion.

Anything but the trenches.

The campaign is attaching Captain McKechen to my unit for rations and disciplines.

What's that about?

Consize I can say, sir.

Vice-Chancellor's Latin prize, man.

Oh, sure, that will come in useful.

Fire extinguishers.

We intended the Royal Engineers.

What's up?

Well, engineers say that as per Army Directive, 1BDR3417, the fire extinguishers, we should apply to Ordnance.

Ordnance said there's no provision for fire extinguishers for Canadian units passing through an infantry-based depot.

And that the proper course would be to obtain them from a civilian firm at home and charge them against barrack damages.

Yes, sir.

I have your letter from the leading British manufacturer of fire extinguishers,

telling me that they have been forbidden by the war office to self our extinguishers to anyone but the war office direct.

Thank God we have a navy.

Yes, sir.

God, if police office.

Oh, nine Morgan is outside, sir.

Application for compassionate leave.

His wife has sold their laundry business to someone.

Name of Evans. Nash, you can't get the money.

It's mine as far as it goes.

The police say his wife is now living with Mr Evans, a prize fighter.

And we should keep on knowing more than here if we know what's good for him.

And he comes.

Sir.

One, two, three, four.

Oh, nine Morgan, my son is outside the office. I'm not.

Well, now, nine Morgan.

Because there are things I have to discuss with Christopher.

And what's the point in being permanent secretary of the Department of Transport if you can't transport me?

I put it like that. Between London and Rouen.

This is family business, Mark.

I have to go to the office.

As far as I'm concerned, Groby is Christopher's to do what he likes with.

So if you can produce his written authorization, I have no objection to your living at Groby.

Of course, if what you say is true, he might want to live at Groby with Miss Von Op.

Well, that is why I'm asking you now.

I'm afraid you overestimate my authority, which does not extend to France.

And in any case, does not exceed general campaigns in matters that can certainly harm me.

Thank you for coming to see me.

I'll be right back.

Ata nonsense. I'll buy a ticket at the station. See if they can stop me.

Never known a woman back here. She says she's going to come and see for herself.

On no account, on no account, is Mrs. Teagens to be allowed within 50 miles of Rouen.

Understood?

Informed the war office, the promise marshal, the port authorities and the rail authorities, I will not have skirts around my HQ.

More importantly, General Perry is now on the telephone twice a day.

He has troops who were due to be relieved weeks ago, and I have troops waiting for ordinance to supply them with eyebrow tweezers

while our political masters keep changing their minds whether to send them up the line or ship them to Salonica or Mesopotamia or Timbattou.

But I have one draft of Canadian troops ready to go to the front today.

That's the draft prepared by Captain Teagens' unit, Capitaine Firston. Do I have the trains or do I not?

You'll have the trains, sir, and the corporation of the French railway going east to the front, Saturday.

I want these troops on their way to Flanders before London can blink.

We want you to know. Champagne at two o'clock.

Which train, Madam?

No, I don't know. Dover, I expect.

Sylvia!

What's he? What are you doing here?

King's messenger.

King's messenger.

Yeah, glorified postman, really, but frankly important.

Locked carriages, private cabins, deluded through the gate.

Hello. Where are you after?

Where are you?

This was her.

Gosh, I've missed you, Sylvia.

I've missed you.

Thank you. Captain.

Good day, dear gentlemen.

Everyone got a glass?

Splendid.

Well, then.

It's been our pleasure to fit out you and your men for the task ahead.

There's somebody to do with that telephone.

It's a great task.

And thanks to Captain Teagens and his unit, you Canadians go to the front in good order.

You'll be relieving soldiers who've been in the trenches for many weeks.

Believe me, 3,000 fresh troops and machine-young officers

is just what the Hun doesn't want to face in our part of the line.

Discipline training will keep you alive.

Remember it. I'll be at the railhead to see you off.

Form up at 1,200 air raids per missing.

That's in the event of there being no further orders.

Thank you.

Captain Teagens come with me.

Craft has been counter-mounted.

I'll find out what's going on, but you'd rather be ready to get the men back under campus tonight.

Yes, sir. May I?

No, you may not.

I can't tell you where overseas these new orders will be taking you,

but believe me, the war where you're going is every bit as important as the war in flum.

And you will get your chance at the Hun.

I dare say you're disappointed. Stop that telephone.

But I know that you Canadians will enjoy the challenge and some rather warmer weather.

That's a clue for you.

You will form your men up at 1,700 hours for the march to the railhead.

We'll try to send you off by 1,900 before the expected air raid.

That's all, gentlemen. Good luck.

It was Major Peron's call for driver. Is it a station?

Good.

And who? It's got Mrs. Teachions with us.

I will break you for this. I will smash you.

General, I'm lovely.

We've all been missing you.

Teachions.

May I ask a small favor for my orderly?

His mother's come from Montreal this day, goodbye.

I passed to leave the camp.

If he misses the draft, he'll give me shot.

She's lost two sons already. He could see her and still be back in time with the draft.

Come in, Mrs. Teachions!

If I could scream louder than the bombs, I would fix it in the build.

The cochlear. Control yourself.

She sold it to some bugger called Evans.

If I thought it was William Evans from Castle Court, I'd desert.

Don't talk that way, Morgan. You get your leaves.

Midnight before we come march to Matt. It's not right.

Keep the men hanging about like that. They don't like it.

I haven't seen the country set an example.

Lost the fuckers.

Not so much swear words, oh five traumas.

Now that it's gone quiet, so we can send one of the runners to the sergeant cook.

Tell them we're going to win dent for the draft's suckers.

We can send the other one with the one to wait to the quarter.

Send the rumour to death, Earth.

And say that if candles are not provided for my orderly rum by return of bearer,

I, Captain Teachions, commanding number 16, casual battalion,

will bring you a whole matter of supplies before base HQ tonight.

Come on, you two. Oh, nine Morgan to the cookhouse.

After that, boss. Who gets it all about? That's what I want to know.

You and I saw the soldier.

They say up at HQ that your wife's got all of your friend, the general.

I know all about you.

You're very much mistaken if you think the general is a friend of mine.

I haven't a friend in the world.

Sergeant Major makes all the Canadian troops dead.

Leave their dugouts till they're all clear.

Look, you mad.

Stark staring.

If you let yourself go, you'll get further than you wish.

I must imagine that they found the Hun again.

I must say you look divine and you're beautiful.

I'm Santima, then.

I knew Lebrav Capitan and his wife in London before the war.

And didn't we see each other somewhere in France in 1912?

Here in Rulon, then ex-Todine.

This Christopher now, I'm here.

No. As soon as his draft leads for the station, he'll have a few hours to come to the hotel,

fading at all my officers around the orders to attend my regular entente courtyard party tomorrow.

Why can't I see him now?

You may have noticed there's an air raid.

Isn't that normal? This is where the war is.

The captain's on duty and can't leave the camp.

I'm to the room next to his. There's a connecting door.

Of course, Christopher is a billet at the hotel. Why doesn't he sleep there?

He bunks down in the hotlines.

We're all working under difficult circumstances.

No, we...

I don't think I'm afraid of a bit of shrapnel.

You're to let my order live on our tin house.

Headquarter, full of Huns doing the Huns work.

Do you believe that, right?

It's the English doing it.

Oh, nearly got me.

Surely it's a good list, but I did run. I did run.

All right, Thomas.

You can enter shelter with the colonial troops, if you like.

No, no, I'll wait for my meat all night walking, Captain, sir.

I was in for the foreign office before all this began.

I suppose you speak seven languages.

Five and Latin and Greek, of course.

Here it comes.

Here's another blooming casualty. Oh, nine more then.

Oh, fucking, oh, nine more.

Yeah, I'm under here.

You'll get all sticky.

It's there, Dad! Call two, son of three, lads! Call four, son! Call a man!

Thomas.

And I'm walking with your mate.

He was a good pal.

Poor old bugger.

But you would not like, surely, to goodness to be a mess with your boots or bloody?

I'd give him leave.

He would not be dead now.

No, surely he would not.

It is all one.

Your honor is a good captain.

I know why Christopher doesn't sleep at the hotel.

He's got his mistress in Rouen with a child.

Hell, is that child now five?

No, of course not.

I know nothing about if you're talking about Miss Wallop.

I'm not prepared to, even if his treatment of you has...

Yes, Miss Wallop.

Christopher's little suffragette.

Oh, and nothing against them being pro-German.

I have German friends myself.

First days, living all year.

Yes, stop doing it.

What does your mother call it?

Shower bar.

It's still here pulling the strings of the shower bar.

I say, they've got the vote, though.

Swat in the sketch.

We'll leave out Mrs. Teachings.

I'm not going to the hotel until I've seen Christopher with my own eyes.

There's a note from your foul general.

What did it say?

There's a note from your foul general.

What did it say?

For God's sake, I'm not going to the hotel.

No, no, no.

I'm not going to the hotel.

I'm not going to the hotel.

No, no.

There's no room for me.

No, no, no.

No.

No, no.

I'm not going to the hotel.

No, no.

No.

No.

No.

No.

I'm not going to the hotel.

No, no.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No, no.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Not at all.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Give me the Ryan word for a sonnet.

What's your game?

It can be 49 rounds of a sonnet, and I'll write a sonnet in two and a half minutes.

If you do, I'll translate it into Latin ex-Samadors in under three minutes.

Okay, I'll roll it then.

Hey, baby. Hey. Hey. Yes, what is it?

God, who are you?

Hotchkiss. They said to find you, are you Captain Teagens?

Do you not have to address enough, sir?

Oh, yes, sir.

Sir.

How long have you been in the army?

Two weeks.

There you are.

Two and a half minutes from now.

I have to get to the division horse line, and I seem to have been put in charge of taking your soldiers to someplace called Bail.

Uh, sir.

I still endeavor to be, uh, swift.

There's Pink Eye running right through all the service horses. I've made a study of it. I was sent for by the war office.

I suppose Lord Baixen knew about me from my publications. I'm a professor of equine studies.

Well, you're a stout fellow.

You should talk to Colonel Johnson. You'll find in his 16 IBD mess. The interest is to meet you.

He's got a hand horse captured on the marne. I ride Schomburg myself.

Well, if you say so.

Many thanks.

Two minutes and eleven seconds.

I'm not starting till I've checked at the sonnet.

GSO2, sir.

You understand? I've not read it.

I'll turn it into Latin in the time stipulated when I'm free.

The Canadian draft has not left yet. We should be strafed to hell.

We had to wangle everything, sir. Doesn't boo, smelary powders. Then unwangle everything to normal in a hurry when it was traced back to Bailiol.

It makes you wonder who's in charge, sir.

Ah. See you there, McCatmy. Feeling well, feeling fit.

Okay. Can you spend the eternal twenty minutes? It's... not exactly a service, murder.

You have to come down to the gate.

I hate to keep a woman waiting.

You mean your... as it happens, I was spotted at the station. And now my French lady friend thinks I've got an English mistress.

Come on. You dragging me down there to deal with your absurd love life.

Mine. It's yours. Four wounds in the dreadful state of anxiety about you.

You haven't written to a once, she says.

You got me, Miss. What happened?

Do you swear it?

Ross, my heart, Miss. I saw the captain with my own eyes. It's very morning, Miss.

I've been dreadfully worried about him.

You're welcome to wait in the guard room, Miss.

No, it's perfectly all right. I don't want sister Captain Deutsches when he's on duty. So, Lois is all right.

You've all been absolutely sweet.

Come on.

Come on, darling.

Don't wait. She's taking the car.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

But what are you arrest me?

I'm sorry.

Jan, just got aDM.

The Corporation has no idea where to put it...

Hey!

Sunda.

Ride?

Deanne.

Stop.

You.

There's a bank.

Oh he got the392 Fr Wheel.

Aerey hmm pass for Canadian.

Why?

He missed it.

Sarah, a few minutes before curfew, you witnessed this prisoner saying goodbye to his mother.

And the prisoner called you a damn brute for no reason,

least of all, because he made some discretious comment about the old lady.

Is that right? Yes, sir.

And then having engaged the prisoner in conversation, by no means calling him a blankety-blank colonial conscript,

you discovered it was two minutes past elevens,

so very properly charged him with being off base and conduct a prejudicial.

Sir!

Mark the charge he disquenced explains, dismiss, sir!

I'm a hairsbreadth from recommending a court-inquiry into your conduct if there is any,

any repetition by God you will regret it.

Witnesses dismiss!

Provost Marshall won't like it, sir.

General O'Hara loves his place like his own new lambs.

Met rallying on going on strike, there's a bit of luck for that Canadian lad now.

Lucky for me too.

They had a room with the draughtless overseas.

If anyone needs me, I've got to write Sean Boak to the hotel to La Paz to take my wife to General Campions teapine for the locals.

What the hell is the Colonel's horse doing in horse standings?

Don't you know Sean Boak by now?

Yes, sir. The officer's been put in of standings by orders of Lieutenant Ochkes.

You tell him it was my orders that Schomburg should be kept warm in the stables of the farm behind 16 IBD.

Lieutenant says, also he's after the army, sir.

He also says how any departure from his orders will be visited by the extreme displeasure of Lord Bychum, KC, Veeho, etc.

Listen carefully. I'm going to write Schomburg over to the hotel del Paz to saddle him up and meet me there,

where you will take him back to the farm stables.

Make sure the windows are closed and stop up any chinks.

Give him oatmeal and water hot as he can take it.

Finally, if Lieutenant Ochkes makes any comments, refer him to me!

Yes, sir.

How can you forget? It's the very place where you left me and ruined my life.

So, Faz fair?

Will you leave your door unlocked tonight?

There's Christopher.

I can see him in the glass.

He's seen me too.

Good God, what are we going to do? What'll he do? He'll smash me to pieces.

Oh, you want to do anything to a girl like you? A decent man doesn't hit girls.

Damn, he's chivalry. So, it's not to embarrass me. He'll leave it to me.

I don't... I didn't see my name.

I did a similar search for Ocupé.

He looks ill. What's he doing?

Give him a social backing. He thinks it's his duty as my husband to give.

He's Jesus Christ calling on the woman taken in adultery.

By all the saints, I'll make that wooden face or wince, yet I'll bring him to heal.

He's going upstairs.

He's probably going to wreck your bedroom.

It's now you strive to awaken sentimental memories in me.

Does Christopher have a girl in this town?

No, he's too much of a stick. He never even goes to Madam Suzette.

Now, look here. Will you let me come to your room tonight or not?

What's your game? Helen Hounds, you've got to have come here for him.

What's your game?

What's your game?

I'm going to tidy up with all the generals to you party. Wait for me. I'm not going to look as if I couldn't find a man to escort me.

Can't be able to send me to the trenches if it looks like that.

Oh, you mean you wouldn't die for me, Boddy?

Hang it all. What a cruel fiend you are.

I'm a woman, desperately trying to get her husband back.

If Christopher would throw his handkerchief to me, I would follow him around the world in my shift.

No, you wouldn't. You're just wanting to make him squeal.

For that, I'll leave my door unlocked and be damned to you.

I don't say you'll get anything more like what you get, but it's up to you.

Colonel, may I introduce you to Mr. De

Come to do your bid for the Grand Alliance. You've already seen each other?

Yes, I made time to stop off at the hotel.

Sir, sir. If I may trouble you.

Well, I suppose I should thank you for being clear.

I don't understand you.

You do not come back to the hotel to sleep.

You prefer all the fun of camping out with your boy scouts, do you?

How did you spend the night with your mistress in her little mestens, frightful town?

I hardly got any sleep anywhere. It was a railway strike.

I was landed with three thousand men. I dispatched to the front lines three hours earlier, the French way of telling us that they were...

I'll scream if you don't stop.

Sorry. I've forgotten how.

There'll be a piece, I suppose.

How is Michael? He hasn't written to me.

He hardly knows you.

I came to settle things between us.

Will you come to the hotel tonight?

See? Still sealed.

I'll send a driver for you in the morning, 0800.

Where am I going?

You're going to the station and think yourself lucky.

I will.

You've been sweet.

Hurry up, girls! The bell's about to go!

Come on!

Hurry up!

There doesn't mean you'll invite your next election list.

If I'm old enough, I won't be thirty for years.

Do you know Mrs. Pancastner?

She's your heroine, isn't she?

Well, I don't know.

I'm not.

I'm not.

You know Mrs. Pancastner? She's your heroine.

Isn't she most?

Well, I don't know, Annie. I'm certainly not hers.

She said the other day that pacifism was a disease.

But you wouldn't be a pacifist. If your sweetheart was in the wall, would you miss?

More than ever, of course.

Hurry up, the bell will go in a minute.

How have you got to see her in the wall, Miss?

Ah!

Her friends!

Captain, train.

I got your report on the Canadian prisoner by my say marking case explained on a child's

sheet I signed myself is pretty strong.

It's a fifth sir to instruct your men not to call colonial troops damned conscripts.

They are damned conscripts.

Not one of them voluntarily enlisted.

Why you insult.

You haven't heard the last of it.

Christopher.

You look half dead.

How far off is.

Have you had dinner?

I've happened an old fool of a general over a couplet.

Then the air raid started and he went off to order everybody about.

General I already.

Just a simple dish.

What have you been doing?

Since I show you let me think.

Well I have inspected 2,934 toothbrushes most of which were cleaned because the soldiers

used their button brushes for their teeth to keep the toothbrushes clean for inspections.

So you betrayed me with a battalion.

You want a brandy I'll ring down.

Rather not worthy would.

Of course.

Would you like to be?

I think I would be.

Shit cheek putting a gun where people of quality might be wishing to sleep or converse.

They're not answering I'll try again.

There brought a few letters for you.

Two from Mrs. One hope who doesn't seem to realize that their daughter is your mistress

and one from your brother Mark which begins your bitch of a wife came to see me.

You should read that one first.

It's what I came to see you about.

Thank you.

The war office brilliantly said it onto the flat.

I've always understood that your idea of marriage has been a wife should be able to read each other's letters.

Of course.

I'll get her.

You should.

Thank you.

What is it?

What is it?

It's been brought forward.

I have to be at the camp by force has he?

I'll be at the camp.

I'll be at the camp.

I'll be at the camp.

I'll be at the camp.

I'll be at the camp.

I'll be at the camp.

I'll be at the camp by force has he?

It's ridiculous that a man of your abilities should be at the beck and call of a lot of gargoyle fools like the ones downstairs.

You shouldn't be here at all.

You're not fit.

Nobody posted to a base depo's fit.

That's why I'm here.

Sorry if you had to come all this way to settle something.

I'd be perfectly happy for you to settle for yourself.

Kirby is at your disposal.

If you want to live there with Michael.

Of course, your sufficient income to keep it up.

Well that means you don't intend to live there yourself.

Or you intend to get killed.

I should warn you that if you do get killed I shall cut down the cedar at darkens the drawing room and the rooms above.

At last I changed the expression on your face.

I haven't the slightest intention of getting killed.

It's not really up to me.

I've worked here, sent back to my battalion.

Your brother refers to me as that whore.

I haven't had a man, Christopher, for five years.

And more.

Not one.

I haven't let myself be kissed or touched.

Not once, not since Peron.

Potty Peron.

Can you see how I must have been feeling to go off with a full light potty?

I was not in my senses.

I broke.

Under your forbearance, your permanent, well-mannered forgiveness

for my doing the dirty on you when I married you not knowing.

Still don't know whether my child was yours or Gerald Drake's.

You forgave without mercy.

To scream, blue murder and throw me out would have been a kindness compared to five years under your roof.

Banished from your comfort.

The court you've brought me to.

Throwing myself at you in my whole true soul.

My heat must have put a spell on all the centuries and ticket inspectors.

The musk.

Five years wanting a man.

They must have smelled it.

Well.

Don't bother now.

I've changed my mind.

I've changed my mind.

I've started off.

Get into bed.

And see who was it?

The body expects I forgot about it.

Whatever it is, the husky!

This is my wife's room. I must ask you to leave this instant.

We'll see whether she's your wife or not.

Leave this room. You assaulted our officer.

Are you drunk?

By God, I'll have your five hearts.

You can tell her how early I'm ordered you to arrest him for drunkenness.

Couldn't see yourself under arrest! Return to your...

Well, what a lot.

I am under arrest.

Why must you? Everywhere you go.

The body asked for it.

Sure you did. I asked for it too.

Sylvia, I...

I'm so sorry.

To go away.

I do sir.

You said they could have as much coal as they wanted at 1940, for pity prices.

And notice, Captain Teigen's, you have no fire extinguishers on your unit.

You're aware of the disastrous consequences that would follow a conflagration?

Yes, sir.

I always inform my ordinance that there is no provision for fire extinguishers for dominion troops under an imperial officer.

So I applied as advised to a civilian firm.

I didn't ask for your memoirs. Make a note, Levin.

Go and get your belt.

You can go round your cookhouses with me in a quarter of an hour.

You can tell your sergeant cook.

You are aware, sir, that I am under arrest.

I gave you an order to perform a duty.

Sir!

You didn't splendidly.

You understand you're released from arrest if you're given an order to perform a duty.

Of course I'll stand. It's the last thing I want.

You can't refuse.

I caught Marshall. He thinks the world is...

What did Peron say?

Peron told General O'Hara.

I couldn't possibly...

Each O'Hara that he went to Mrs. Teasion's room at her invitation?

It's impossible to believe anything.

Very true, he did.

But my wife was after fun.

Not the dark, really.

What does she tell the General?

General has not seen Mrs. Teachion's.

He couldn't trust himself.

He said she twisted round her little finger.

You should have, honey.

He refused to let Peron speak.

He said Peron could choose between going up the line and being broke by his regiment.

My God.

He believes so absolutely in Mrs. Teachion's.

Spoken the General's heart.

Something he heard from the Capitaine.

He's all of this.

You put that down.

Tell Sergeant Kastner a report from my quarters in the double.

Yes, sir.

I'm supposed to ask you.

Wasn't O'Hara drunk?

The General is anxious for your opinion.

He and O'Hara graduated together from Sandhurst.

Then...

O'Hara was not drunk.

Campion will be immensely gratified.

It's a promise, Martin.

He had a right to stay into my room.

I pushed him out, which is an assault on a senior officer.

Maybe happy to be guilty for that.

Under being drunk, of course.

That officer doesn't strike General so bad.

You're maniac for taking the plane.

I'd rather be broken than have this hell wrecked up.

Case.

General Campion will be going around the cook house in 15 minutes.

Right, sir.

Don't serve out white clothing.

The General likes to see them in white.

He won't know white clothing has been counted, is that?

If you do that, one of your cooks will tuck some dirty piece of clothing

into a locker where the General will faint.

Yes, sir. There is always one piece of clothing left in a locker

for a GOC, I see his inspection, sir.

And General Campion will always find it.

We'll see him do it three times.

This time the man that belongs to goes for a court martial.

Sir!

Sit down.

Captain Teagens, I would be glad of your careful attention.

This afternoon you will receive a movement order.

If we're not regarded as a disgrace, it is a promotion.

Our requesting general Perry to give you the appointment of second in command

of the sixth battalion of his regiment.

What is your medical category?

Pabra Baysa. My chest is rotten.

I should forget that if I were you.

The second in command of a battalion has nothing to do but sit about in armchairs

waiting for the colonel to be killed.

Say, sir, sir.

Who is your sergeant cook?

Sergeant Case, sir.

Sergeant Case?

He was in the drums when we were in Delhi.

He ought to be at least a quartermaster by now, but there was a woman he called his sister.

He still sends money to his sister, sir.

He went absent over her when he was a color sergeant.

He was reduced to the ranks.

Twenty years ago, that must be.

God help you, Chrissy. There's nothing else I can do.

I can't put you on my staff.

You crossed General O'Hara in some row over his red caps,

never mind threatening him for the rest.

So now you have a black spot against your name as regards access to intelligence.

Next, dammit.

The commander of the ninth French army is an intimate friend of mine,

but in the face of your confidential report, from your time in French liaison, that's blocked.

Dammit, the detail of the report.

You'll see the unfavorable inclusion.

His initial band intelligence officer made a drake who doesn't like me.

What difference does that make?

Not many officers do like you.

Are you aware there's one hell of a stray put in against you by an ARIAC,

set in like tenon called Hotchkiss?

There was about Schomburg, sir.

I'd rather die than subject any horse from which I am responsible

for the damnable theories of Lieutenant Hotchkiss.

It looks as if he will die on that account.

There was a request from your brother Mark through room G14 AR,

of the war office that you'd be given the command of the horse lines of the 19th division.

But the 19th divisions attach to the 4th army now,

and it's 4th army horses that Hotchkiss is to play with.

How can I send you there to be under his orders in Sir Yb'Al.

I can send you home in disgrace, or I can send you to your battalion.

You're finished here.

I cannot have men commanded by an officer with a private life as incomprehensible and embarrassing

as yours.

Yes, sir.

I took that woman to be a saint.

I swear she is a saint.

There's no accusation against Mrs. Tishtish sir, but, doubt there is.

You let me think.

I remember every word of our conversation in rye,

letting me think Sylvia had gone abroad to look after her mother.

Sylvia and Peron were seen together by Kevin Thirston

at the hotel down a post in 1912.

Can you beat it?

Okay.

Well, what is one to do when a woman is unfaithful, sir?

Devorce the harlot, or live with her like a man.

What sort of a fellow wouldn't see that?

But there is or used to be among families of position.

Sutton.

Well, call it parade was there.

Well, there are no more parades for that regiment.

It held up to the last man that you were in.

Open that, will you, my man?

Yes, sir.

I hope you had a good visit, Miss.

Very good. Thank you.

The drafts get off, do you know?

It did, Miss.

Captain Tishin's draft at five o'clock.

You know the army then, Miss?

The lingo?

I should say so.

I'm the captain's lady.

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