Tunes of Glory (1960)
Jock Sinclair: So, tell me Corporal, are your intentions honorable?
Cpl. Fraser: Aye, sir.
Jock Sinclair: Then you're a damn fool. You leave "honorable intentions" to fathers like me.
Major Jock Sinclair: Whisky for the gentlemen that like it. And for the gentlemen that don't like it - Whisky.
Major Jock Sinclair: We're on a first name basis in this regiment. Your first name is Derek; my first name is Major.
[while watching the pipers practice, Barrow notes that some of the men are not wearing the proper caps]
Major Jock Sinclair: Colonel, there's a tradition here...
Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: I'm all in favor of good tradition.
Major Jock Sinclair: I've always let the pipers wear pretty well what they please at band practice.
Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: Because you've let them wear what they like just doesn't make it a tradition!
Maj. 'Dusty' Miller: [Getting dressed hurriedly for dance lessons] Hand me my kilt of burning gold. Where are my plimsolls of desire? It's cruelty, that's what it is, cruelty. Margot Fonteyn couldn't suffer more.
Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: When you're dying, when you really believe you're dying, you think of the most absurd things.
Capt. Jimmy Cairns, M.C.: In my war I never had time to think.
Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: Oh they gave me time, all right. Again and again. When I was in the prison camp, they nearly drowned me, then they brought me round. Then they put a wet cloth over my mouth and kept it wet until I nearly drowned again. And the only thing that pulled me through was the thought that one day I'd come back and sit in the middle of that table as colonel of this battalion, like my grandfather and his father before him. Only I was going to be the best of the lot.