Another Dawn

That there captain roark

will be just like the colonel

when he gets a bit more sand in his boots.

In his boots?

He'll get a lot in his face he can't spit out

if he don't stop flying that secondhand casket he bought.

He handles it all right.

It ain't him. 'Tis the ship.

The motor's half bailing wire.

Besides, it don't carry enough petrol

to clean the spots off your tunic.

Get along now and clean these guns here.

Get along here now.

And if I find any sand in them,

I'll wipe them out personally...

with both of you.

I was afraid you wouldn't have enough petrol

to get back, sir.

Two more backfires, and I wouldn't have had.

What-what's this, sir?

What made these holes, sir?

Moths, murphy. Moths.

In the future,

I do not anticipate any more raiding

on the dikut border,

owing to the recent boundary settlement

between achaben and the musa tareef.

The two opposing chieftains.

New paragraph.

On this date, I'm going on two months' leave.

The post will remain in command of captain roark,

in whom I have the utmost confidence

as an officer and a diplomat.

I am, et cetera, et cetera.

Hello, roark. Come in.

That's all. Thank you.

Well, what's the news?

Sit down.

By the way, uh, I couldn't help overhearing

what you said at the end

of that letter you were dictating.

I appreciate that. Thanks.

Any recommendations you get from me

are in recognition of service,

not friendship.

Gad, it's 2:00.

I'll never catch that train

if I don't pack.

Come and lend a hand.

Right.

Help yourself to a peg. Right.

Now, that's what I call a democratic orderly-

sleeps in your bed and snores at you.

You ought to have him tuned. He's a bit off-key.

Hey!

What are you doing there, wilkins?

I'm, uh,

looking for the collar starch, sir.

Oh, well, let it go.

You'll look after my luggage.

Like lightning, sir.

These the only socks I have?

Oh, no, sir. You have others.

Well, where are they?

You've got them on, sir.

All right.

All right. I'll take it.

Yes?

Hello, grace.

Oh, it's you.

Were you the idiot that just flew over in that kite?

I don't care if the colonel does fly it.

The army's full of colonels,

but I've only got one brother.

Incidentally, why aren't you on your way into town?

The station?

Oh, righto.

Oh, there you are.

Well, look who's here on time.

You haven't forgotten anything?

I swear I've packed everything,

even my heavy underwear.

Good. Wilkins...

are you sure he has his heavy woolens?

Yes, miss. Uh, here and there.

Well, what do you mean, "here and there"?

Well, uh, the "here" part's in the bag,

and the "there" part, the moths have.

Oh. Have you got the tickets?

Almost. I've got the vouchers.

Ha ha ha!

Kipling should have immortalized wilkins.

Hello. There you are.

I've been looking all over the blooming place for you.

What's the game?

We're giving mr. Wilkins

a going-away present.

What? The colonel's flunky?

Are you matey with him?

Nah. Matey, me eye.

He's as yellow as a buttercup.

He used to be in the line

until the colonel found out about it.

He hid out on a sniping party

when he'd been sent back for reinforcements.

We lost two men on account of the dirty dog.

I wonder why the colonel didn't kick him

all the way out of the blooming army

instead of only halfway.

I can't figure it meself.

Ah, he's a funny bloke, the colonel.

He's got the book of regulations for a heart,

and he thinks the golden rule is a ramrod,

but I've never yet seen him break a man

for his first mistake.

There he goes. Hey, wilkins.

Wilkins.

Now, now, now.

Now, leave me alone.

I've just got the colonel's tickets.

Leave him alone.

Now, isn't that a fine way for him to be talking?

Well, we came to say good-bye

and give you a little present from the lads.

Present?

Well, you see,

we've been kind of rough on you,

and we didn't want you to be off

without a little something to let you know

what we really think of you.

What? All of you?

Every last man contributed.

Oh, well, you might tell the lads

that if they had sent me an invitation to buckingham palace,

I couldn't have been more obliged.

Thank you. Thank you.

Au revoir.

Take your seats, please.

Good trip, sir. Good luck.

Come back soon.

If I were to kiss you good-bye,

do you think your little brother would object?

I'd like to see him try.

Take care of yourself, grace.

Have a nice holiday, john.

Good luck.

Good-bye, sir.

Good-bye. Good-bye.

Take care of yourself.

Have a nice trip, john.

Done up nice and neat, ain't it, sir?

Very nicely.

It's from the lads at the station, sir.

You shouldn't worry about that, wilkins.

Just remember there's a very thin line

between a man being a coward and a hero.

There's that little something

that makes him go one way or the other.

If you ran the wrong way once,

it doesn't mean he's entitled

to receive the white feathers of cowardice.

I want you to polish my shoes before you go to bed.

You've been lax about them lately.

Yes, sir.

Mademoiselle,

I must take advantage of shipboard levity

and introduce myself.

I am victor romkoff,

and you are mademoiselle julia ashton-

an american.

You see, I have an eye for such things,

and I've already asked the purser,

but you have not asked about me, no?

One of your american magazines

recently referred to me as the number-one tobacco tycoon.

You must have brandy with me.

Steward!

Bring me napoleon brandy 1811.

The big glasses.

Yes, sir.

Vite!

You will like this brandy.

You are traveling alone, the purser told me.

You must find it not very amusing, huh?

At the present moment, I find it revolting.

Do you?

How charming.

I see we understand each other.

What is this book you're reading, huh?

When one is lonely, one reads a great deal, huh?

But there are things in life that make-

I believe you promised

to make a 4 of bridge in the card room.

You're ready to leave now.

Yes, I am. Thank you.

Oh, but, mademoiselle. You cannot leave now.

You-

your brandy, sir.

Shall I take it away?

No!