Jack: What are your legs?
Archy Hamilton: Springs. Steel springs.
Jack: What are they going to do?
Archy Hamilton: Hurl me down the track.
Jack: How fast can you run?
Archy Hamilton: As fast as a leopard.
Jack: How fast are you going to run?
Archy Hamilton: As fast as a leopard!
Jack: Then let's see you do it!
Archy Hamilton: We don't stop them there, they could end up here.
Camel Driver: And they're welcome to it.
Billy: Oh, be in it. The girls go wild over a uniform.
Billy: In your case I don't think anything would help but you might as well give it a go.
Archy Hamilton: What are you going to join, the Infantry?
Frank Dunne: Not joining anything.
Archy Hamilton: But you gotta be in it.
Frank Dunne: Don't have to if you don't want to.
Archy Hamilton: You gotta be.
Frank Dunne: No I don't. It's a free country, or haven't you heard.
Archy Hamilton: You of all people should be going.
Frank Dunne: Why me of all people?
Archy Hamilton: 'Cause you're an athlete.
Frank Dunne: [laughs] What's that got to do with it?
Archy Hamilton: I've got mates who'd be lucky to do the hundred in twelve and they're going to do their bit, so why shouldn't you?
Frank Dunne: Because it's not our bloody war.
Archy Hamilton: What do you mean, not our war?
Frank Dunne: It's an English war. It's got nothing to do with us.
Archy Hamilton: You know what you are? A bloody coward.
Frank Dunne: There's only one reason why I haven't knocked you down mate.
Archy Hamilton: What?
Frank Dunne: 'Cause I don't feel like carrying you to the next bloody water hole. Now shut up and don't open your yap about the war again!
Frank Dunne: Have another drink.
Archy Hamilton: Whiskey doesn't make you look old.
Frank Dunne: Oh, doesn't it just? Have you seen my dad? I know he looks like a wreck, but he's really 35.
Frank Dunne: [to Archy] The thing I can't stand about you, mate, is you're always so bloody cheerful.
Major Barton: Marker flags? Who told him there were marker flags?
Lt. Grey: I heard someone say they'd seen one sir.
Major Barton: Who? WHO?
Lt. Grey: I'm not sure sir.
Major Barton: Grey, you bloody idiot! Nobody got further than ten yards!
Frank Dunne: Why don't you go above Robinson's head sir?
Major Barton: General Gardner. Go like the wind!
Major Barton: What your telling me Sir and correct me if I'm wrong, is that the infantry attack on Lone Pine, and our Light Horse attack on the Nek are diversions.
Col. Robinson: Oh, not just diversions Major, vital important diversions. Tonight, 25,000 British troops will land here at Suvla Bay. Our attacks are to draw the Turks down on us so the British can get ashore. Sorry I didn't tell you this before, secrecy is vital.
Major Barton: But Sir, the Nek is a fortress. Protected by at least five machine guns at point-blank range.
Col. Robinson: Yeah, we've considered that Barton. We're gonna hit their trenches with the heaviest barrage of the campaign just before your men go over the top.
Artillery Officer: By the time we've finished here, there won't be a Turk within miles.
Col. Robinson: The Turks can keep us pinned down at ANZAC forever. This new British landing is our only hope. We must do what we can to make it succeed. Because of it does succeed, we'll have Constantinople with a week, and knock Turkey out of the war.
Camel Driver: [talking about the war] How did it start?
Archy Hamilton: Don't know exactly, but it was the German's fault.
Frank Dunne: [Frank is running back to Trench to tell them to stop the attack] Move! Out of the way! Move!
Frank Dunne: [the whistle blows] NOOOOOOOOOOO! AHHHHHHHHHH!
Sgt. Sayers: As you all know, this morning's exercise involves a frontal assault on an enemy trench, the enemy being some "gentlemen" from the Light Horse. These "gentlemen," presumably because their asses are higher from the ground that ours, tend to assume airs of superiority. But, they won't have their horses with them today, so I want you to go out there this morning, and short of actually killing them, show them the stuff the infantry is MADE OF!
Major Barton: [to the soldiers] All right men... we're going. But I want you to remember who you are. You are the 10th Light Horse! Men from Western Australia. Don't forget it. Good luck.
Col. Robinson: Tell Major Barton that the attack must proceed.
Frank Dunne: Sir, I don't think you've got the picture. They are being cut down before they can get five yards.
[hits the phone]
Col. Robinson: Bloody line! I don't care! Our marker flags were seen in the Turkish trenches. The attack must continue at all costs.
Frank Dunne: But...
Col. Robinson: I repeat, the attack must proceed!
Major Barton: [into a telephone] Barton, sir.
Col. Robinson: [into a telephone] Barton, why haven't your men gone?
Col. Robinson: What?
Col. Robinson: Barton, I don't care what your watch says. Mine says the men should have gone three minutes ago, so send them.
Major Barton: [into the phone] Sir, do you know that the Turks are back in the trenches?
Col. Robinson: [into the phone] I know that, Barton. I still say you must go!
Major Barton: [gulps with fear] Yes, sir.
Col. Robinson: [into the telephone] Those men of the third wave should have gone, Barton. Marker flags were seen.
Major Barton: [into the telephone] Not by me, sir. I've asked for confirmation to call off the attack from General Gardner.
Col. Robinson: [into the telephone] Your orders are to attack and you'll do so immediately! The British at Suvla must be allowed to get ashore! Is that clear? You are to push on at all costs!
Major Barton: [into the telephone] It's cold blooded murder!
Col. Robinson: [into the telephone] I said push on!
Major Barton: [into the telephone; grim tone] I understand. Goodbye, sir.