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: Cross the river. Tomorrow we will dry our boots in Brussels. Michel Ney
: God willing, sire. Napoleon Bonaparte
: God? God has nothing to do with it.
King Louis XVIII
: I know you loved this man. Michel Ney
: I did, once. But I promise you, that I will bring him back to Paris in an iron cage.
] King Louis XVIII
: How they exaggerate, these soldiers, "In an iron cage"? Nobody asked for that.
: Wellington's on the run! I caught him at Quatre Bras! He's retreating! Napoleon Bonaparte
: If Wellington's retreating, what are you doing here? Michel Ney
: But, Sire... Napoleon Bonaparte
: If Wellington's retreating, what are you doing here? Why didn't you follow him? Why didn't you pursue? Michel Ney
: [Raises voice
] where are the reinforcements you promised me? Napoleon Bonaparte
] Don't you dare criticize me! Don't you dare! Don't you see if Wellington's free to choose his ground then everything I've won in this campaign you've lost!
: Well they've done it! The whole of Europe has declared war against me! Not against France, but against me. Le Bedoyere
: They dignify you sire by making you a Nation! Napoleon Bonaparte
] Dignify? Dignify? They deny me the decency of law! They make it legal that any clown can kill me. Michel Ney
: Well we've fought with mud in our boots before! Napoleon Bonaparte
: Yes well, I'll discuss peace over Wellington's dead body, that's my peace table!
: [as elite French soldiers retreat in disorder
] Are you France? Are you the Guard?