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[Schwartz is shouting at the legionnaires to mutiny against Markoff
] Michael 'Beau' Geste
: Wait a minute. I don't know much about mutinies, but I do know it isn't good form to plan them at the top of your voice.
: Charming fellow, our sergeant. Michael 'Beau' Geste
: A trifle uncouth, but the best soldier we'll ever see.
: Well, isn't anybody going to say a word? Michael 'Beau' Geste
: You young pup, we're both so disgusted with you we're speechless. John Geste
: I'm no worse than either of you. Digby Geste
: There's something in what he says. Michael 'Beau' Geste
: I insist I'm worse than he is. He didn't steal the Blue Water. John Geste
: Neither did you. Digby Geste
: No. As a matter of fact, I've got it. Michael 'Beau' Geste
: I'll be frank with you, gentlemen. I've got it. I intend to sell it for 30,000 pounds sometime in the future, and live a life of ease in Paris surrounded by whiskey, ladies, and laughter. Digby Geste
: Well that's funny. I'm going to sell it and go to Paris, too. Only I don't' want any laughter. Michael 'Beau' Geste
: One thing I counted on was my younger brother leading an upright life while I spent my ill-gotten gains. Digby Geste
: Yes, I was counting on him, too. John Geste
: If you don't mind my saying so, the great sapphire is in my possession. And as soon as I can arrange to sell it, I'm going to the South Seas, buy a plantation, and start trading in copra. Digby Geste
: He puts us both to shame, doesn't he, Beau? Michael 'Beau' Geste
: Let's put him to death and keep his share.
Michael 'Beau' Geste
: There'll be a flag flying out there in the morning that I swore to uphold. Armies of good men have died for it gladly. It's a battle flag and it's a flag of victory. I'm rather proud to be under it. And I wouldn't want to go out in the morning like you and know that I was going to be a traitor to it!
: The jewel you stole. I want it. Michael 'Beau' Geste
: I have no jewel. Markoff
: I know you have. Michael 'Beau' Geste
: I haven't. Markoff
: Are you sure? Michael 'Beau' Geste
: Quite sure. Markoff
: I advise you to change your mind. Otherwise, when this is over, I may have to shoot you to make sure. Michael 'Beau' Geste
: I understand, Sergeant. Markoff
: You mean you'd rather not hand it over now and save your life? Michael 'Beau' Geste
: No, Sergeant. Markoff
: That's very unfortunate... for you.
[the boys watch the burning model ship in the "Viking funeral"
] Beau at age 12
: There. That's what I want when my turn comes. I'd give anything to have a Viking's funeral... with a dog at my feet and 'last post' blown for me. If it weren't too much trouble. Digby at age 12
: Beau, it isn't too much trouble. I'll give you one whenever you like.
: She just lost her seventh husband. Beau Geste
: Lost or mislaid?
: Medals are like hemorrhoids, Dig. Sooner or later every asshole gets one.
Beau Geste (age 12)
: A Viking funeral... Digby, will you set fire to me and bury me at sea? Digby Geste (age 12)
: Well, alright... but not until you're dead.