:11:00
Kommandant,
I think there is someone knocking at the gate.
:11:02
The nerve of the dogs!
Do they expect me to let them in?
:11:06
Ah, perhaps that would be the wisest move.
:11:08
- Never! Over your dead body!
- Ooh!
:11:11
I've got something in store for them
they didn't bargain for.
:11:14
Move out the cannon and load with grape!
:11:16
And if you haven't got any grape,
load with some other fruit.
:11:19
Come on, you men! Move out the cannons!
Get out your grapes!
:11:23
- Perhaps they don't want our services, sir.
- Nonsense! They're always looking for recruits.
:11:28
They'll welcome us with open arms.
:11:30
Get out your grapes!
:11:32
There, what did I tell you?
:11:35
Fire!
:11:37
(Groans)
:11:44
So, you came to join the Foreign Legion?
:11:47
Yes, we keep telling you that.
:11:49
Are you aware this place
has just been under heavy attack?
:11:52
How do I know you are not one of them?
:11:54
Oh, no, sir!
:11:56
Spies! Sent in here to learn our secrets.
:11:59
Spies? How dare you, sir!
:12:02
We are English gentlemen!
:12:03
Don't talk to me about your English gentlemen's!
:12:06
I have seen what you scribble on the walls
of your English gentlemen's!
:12:10
Mr West has never so much as
raised a finger to a wall! He's a man of honour!
:12:14
If he is a man of so much honour,
why does he need to join the Foreign Legion?
:12:18
I... I can't tell you that.
:12:21
Ah, so! Perhaps you lost your honour
on the playing fields of Eton.
:12:26
That was not Mr Wess fault.
:12:29
- There was a gardener's daughter...
- Simpson!
:12:31
So, good! You can enlist.
:12:33
But be careful, you will be watched.
:12:35
At the first sign of any treachery,
the firing squad!
:12:38
The firing squad? Oh, we'll enjoy that, sir!
:12:41
- Mr West is an excellent shot.
- Le Pice! Take them away!
:12:44
Oui, Kommandant Burger!
:12:46
Recruits! Attention!
:12:49
Right turn!
:12:50
Quick march!
:12:53
- After you, sir.
- No, thas all right.
:12:56
- Oh, I insist.
- No, Simpson.
:12:57
Get out!
:12:58
(La Pice clears throat)