General: Very well… Now, let us move on to…
Martin: Prisoner exchange.
General: Sir?
Martin: You have eighteen of my men. I want them back.
General: I do have eighteen criminals under sentence of death, but I hold no
prisoners of war.
Martin: If that’s your position, eighteen of your officers will have to die…
Nineteen, if you hang me with my men.
General: My officers?
Martin: Sir, (look at the) top of the ridge to your left, just below the tree
line…
General: Their names and ranks?
Martin: They refuse to give me their names, but their ranks are nine lieutenants, five captains, three majors and one very fat colonel who
called me … a cheeky fellow.
General: You know, this is not the conduct of a gentleman.
Martin: If the conduct of your officers is the measure of a gentleman…,
I’ll take that as a compliment… (Can I) get my men?
General: Arrange the exchange.
Major: My lord.
Martin: Thank you, sir.