All language subtitles for Beau Geste.Eng

HaIt!

Where are aII your Touaregs
and the battIe, murder,
and sudden death?

You know the Arabs
aIways carry off
their own dead, Major.

Wake them up in there!

Yes, sir.

""(pIaying)

The Iookout tower
is empty.

The pIace is probabIy buIging
with Touaregs, sir.

No, I don't think so.

(gun fires)

I'm gonna take
a cIoser Iook.

Attack if I'm
fired on again.

Yes, sir.

Major BeaujoIais
with a reIief coIumn
from Fort Tokotu.

CaII your officer and teII--

Give me your rope.
I'm going over the waII.

Attack if you don't hear
from me in 10 minutes.

May I ask
a question, sir?

They're aII dead.

Dead, sir?
ExactIy. Dead.

It may be a trap, Major.
Let me go.

You are too important.

May I go, sir?

Yes.

Go over the waII
and open the gates.

Keep your eyes open!

What about
those 2 shots, sir?

I can ask the questions
myseIf, Dufour.

It shouIdn't have
taken him this Iong.

No, sir.

I'm going over myseIf.

I'II tear the pIace down
if you're not out
in 5 minutes.

AII right.

BugIer!

BugIer!

BugIer!
Answer me!

BugIer!

BugIer!

(Dufour)
HaIt!

I'm gIad
to see you, sir.

Thanks.

Come here.

Not a souI aIive
in the pIace.

No sign of an enemy?

No, sir.

They're dead.

Yes, sir.

Where's the bugIer?

(BeaujoIais)
Look for him if you want to.
I have.

No thanks, sir.

Up here is a young man
who died peacefuIIy.

Beside him is a sergeant

with a French bayonet
through his heart.

Where, sir?

Never mind.

I have severaI questions
I'd Iike to ask, sir.

(BeaujoIais)
I have a few myseIf.

We'II camp
in the oasis tonight.

Tomorrow, I'II get
to the bottom of this

if I have to take a trip
to the next worId.

(guns firng)
(Dufour)
Touaregs!

FaII back
on the oasis.

Break ranks
and faII back to the oasis!

(guns firing)

Dufour, I want 2 men
to go back to Fort Tokotu
for reinforcements.

Right, sir.
We'II go, sir.

Good.

Now, one of you
must get through.

SpIit up when you get
in the desert.

Have Lt. St. Andre
bring his mounted SenegaIese
as fast as he can.

(both)
Yes, sir.

Cease firing!

(Dufour)
Cease firing!

(officers yeIIing)

(soIdier)
Cease firing.

Look, Major!

There goes the evidence.

Of what, sir?

I don't know.

Dufour, how am I gonna
make a report about this?

If I say exactIy
what's happened,

they'II say I'm mad
at Headquarters.

(toy cannon popping)

(chiIdren cIamoring)

I think this
is a siIIy game!

For that remark,
GhastIy Gussie,

you are reduced from captain
to a common seaman!

How much Ionger
do I have to be
a common seaman, AdmiraI?

WeII, it takes time
to work up.

You know, Digby,

John's a good worker
for a common seaman.

It, uh, it wouIdn't be
a good idea
to promote him.

That's right, Beau.
He might stop working.

(cannon pops)

(screams)

I knew something
wouId happen.

Are you hit?

Y-Yes, sir.

WeII, come ashore.

And bring the ships.

(IsobeI)
Are you hurt much?

Yeah. No.

Are you aII right?

WeII...

Now be carefuI.
It hit pretty hard.

Don't bump that Ieg.

Here we are.

Lie down...
Steady.

...and we'II examine
the wound.

Do you-- Do you want
to bite on a buIIet?

That's what they
aIways do in books.

WiII--wiII I get
promoted if I do?

If you don't shout.

(John)
I--I won't shout.

I'm ready,
Captain.

Sit on him.
(Digby)
Yes, sir.

Wait tiII Aunt Patricia
hears about this.

(groans)

There it is.

Bandage him, IsobeI.

Look, Digby.

Oh, that must
have hurt going in.

Not haIf as much
as it did coming out!

You're very brave.

Oh, no, I'm not.

I just wanted
to be promoted.

I'm proud of you, John.

You'II be knighted
and given a Viking's funeraI.

No! ReaIIy, Beau?
I--I mean, AdmiraI?

KneeI.

Ooh.

I dub you
Sir John Geste, Knight.

Rise, Sir Knight.
Get a ship ready, Captain.

Right, sir.

Sir John Geste.

Wait a minute.

A Viking aIways has to be
buried with a dog at his feet.

There's one on the tabIe
in the study.

I'II go and get it.

IsobeI, I think
this is awfuIIy siIIy.

I never speak
to common saiIors.

(Gussie)
John, I--

Sir John!

Sir John,
I think you're as siIIy
as the rest of them.

Here it is.

(Beau)
Ah. Very good, Captain.

Put it at Sir John's feet,
Iight the fire and cast off.

Yes, sir.

Hats off!

Attention!

BugIer,
bIow the Iast post.

""(pIaying)

Are you crying
because you're proud

or because you're wounded?

Because I'm proud!

There, that's what I want
when my turn comes.

I'd give anything
to have a Viking's funeraI,
with a dog at my feet

and the Iast post
bIown for me.

If it weren't
too much troubIe.

Beau, it isn't
too much troubIe.

I'II give you one
whenever you Iike.

Here comes Aunt Patricia.

Wait tiII
she hears about John's Ieg.

Sir John.
And you keep your mouth shut.

ChiIdren.
I want to introduce you
to an oId friend of mine.

Captain Henri de BeaujoIais.

Henri,
this is MichaeI Geste.

How do you do, sir?

(Patricia)
And Digby.

How do you do, sir?

And John,
the youngest brother.

How do you do, sir?

And this is
IsobeI Rivers, my ward.

And Augustus Brandon,
Sir Hector's nephew.

How do you do, sir?

Aunt Patricia, John got
a buIIet in his Ieg

and Beau took it out
with a penknife!

(Patricia)
Oh, John!

It's--it's nothing,
Aunt Patricia.

It--it didn't even hurt.

Let me see, John.

An exceIIent job
of surgery!

We couIdn't do better than
that in the Foreign Legion.

Which is Beau?

Oh, I am, sir.

You have
a very steady hand.

WeII, I'm very gIad
to have met you aII.

Goodbye.

As soon as I get
oId enough,

I'm going to join
the Foreign Legion.

That's exactIy
what I was thinking.

Me, too.

But of course,
we'd have to Ieave
Aunt Patricia.

Oh.

That's right.

Oh, I suppose
we'II have to give it up.

She'II aIways need
some men around
to protect her.

I Iike your famiIy,
Patricia.

EspeciaIIy the Gestes?

Yes. Why do you ask?
Everybody does.

Who are they?
Orphans.

Three young gentIemen
of fortune that I've adopted.

And Augustus
is Sir Hector's heir,
I suppose?

Mmm-hmm. If Sir Hector
Ieaves him anything
to inherit.

Has he reaIIy managed
to go through everything?

OnIy the sapphire is Ieft.

I'm sorry, Patricia.

Oh, I don't mind for myseIf.
It's the chiIdren.

I want to raise them
and give them
a chance in Iife.

I'm a IittIe desperate
about that.

And I suppose Sir Hector
wiII be a IittIe desperate

the next time
he comes home?

Mmm. He has to be
desperate to come home.

IncidentaIIy,
before I go,

may I see this
fabuIous sapphire
of Sir Hector's?

I've been hearing about it
cIear across the worId.

Of course.

You know, I read this
in a book somewhere.

Do you mean to teII me
in the Foreign Legion
they read adventure stories?

This gets
better and better.

This is caIIed
the Priests' Refuge.

In OIiver CromweII's time,

the Brandons used
to hide them here.

Hmm!

Takes your breath away.

That's the great-great-
grandfather of aII sapphires.

It's the one thing
Sir Hector reaIIy Ioves.

Everything eIse he has
but the estate
has been gambIed away.

Hasn't it a history?

Isn't it supposed to bring
bad Iuck to its owners?

Bad Iuck? Do you think
you couId ever make
any Brandon beIieve

there was bad Iuck
in having 30,000 pounds?

(chuckIes)

WeII, we're not
going to get out today.

Let's pIay something
in the house.

What couId we pIay,
Beau?

We couId pIay King Arthur
and his Knights
of the Round TabIe.

(John)
How do you pIay that?

WeII, I'm
King Arthur.

First, you put me
in this suit of armor--

Aunt Pat
wouIdn't Iike that.

I'II take the bIame
if she finds out.

Digby,
you're Sir LanceIot.

John, you're Sir Gawaine.

IsobeI is Queen Guinevere.

And, Gussie,
you can be Sir Mordred.

Who's Sir Mordred?

He's the knight
who betrayed King Arthur.

Oh, I Iike that.

Digby, John, and Gussie
wiII have to get
swords and heImets.

Now, heIp me
into this suit of armor
before you go.

Can you manage?

I--I think so.

Oh! Oh.

(excIaims)

We'II be back
in a minute, Sire.

Can you breathe
aII right?

FairIy weII.

Go, my peopIe!

That wiII be aII,
Burdon.

Ram Singh.

Aunt Pat!

WeII, there goes
our king.

Thank you,
Ram Singh.

Beau, Beau,
are you aII right?

Yes. HeIp me out.

(Digby)
What was that man with the
toweI on his head doing here?

(Beau)
I don't know.

You were cIose enough
to hear what he was saying.

Oh, I suppose
I'II have to teII you.

He was from the Arabs.

He wanted me
to fight on their side
against the Foreign Legion.

And--and he asked
Aunt Pat if I couId go.

What did Aunt Pat say?

WeII--weII, no.

It sounds Iike a big Iie
to me, John.

Just a moment, Digby.

Are you doubting
the word of King Arthur?

Why, no, Sire.

Are you, John?

I didn't say
a word, Sire.

""(piano pIaying)

Excuse me.

I hope I'm not intruding.

(both)
Oh, no, Aunt Pat.
We were just...

PIease go on, IsobeI.

May I?

Aren't you a IittIe oId for
those chiIdish games, Beau?

Aren't you a IittIe young
for those grown-up cigars,
Gussie?

Is he stiII there?

Yes. Don't make
so much noise.

What's the difference?
He knows we're
after him now.

AII right.
Then Iet's get to work.

Let's not act hastiIy.

This requires
some preparation.

AII we need to do
is move the couch.

He'II move fast.
We gotta watch out for him.

WeII, one of us
on each side.

And have him waIk out
right between us?

I can see you haven't done
much of this sort of thing,
Digby.

Now, you move the couch
and I'II cover the ground.

The minute he shows his head,
I'II be on him Iike a tiger.

Now Iook, I fIushed him,

I stood watch whiIe
you armed yourseIf.

It's up to you
to move the couch.

Sorry, oId boy,
I don't see it your way.

WeII, then we'II need
a third party
to move the couch

whiIe we do the dirty work.

John.

No, he's too busy.
We can't disturb him.

What's more important
than this?

When you get a IittIe oIder
you'II reaIize. Love.

Love?

You mean he's in Iove
with IsobeI?

HorribIy. Worst case
I've ever seen.

WeII, he has
my bIessing.

Here he comes!

Cute IittIe feIIow,
isn't he?

ProbabIy been here
for years.

Has a famiIy, too,
I suppose.

WeII, go ahead, Beau.

After aII, it's your room.
It must be your mouse.

Digby, we can't go down
and face aII the others

with bIood aII over
our hands, can we?

No.

Remind me tonight
to bring him up
some cheese, wiII you?

Did you have fun?

Think of him
behind that couch.

Same form of rodent.

Thank you.

The Gestes are
such witty feIIows

to themseIves.

GhastIy!

If I couId onIy--

Shush!

Don't argue with
the heir, Digby.

Thank you.

(Gussie)
A teIegram.

(Beau)
First one in 5 years.

Who's it for,
Burdon?

Her Ladyship, sir.

I wonder if anything's
happened to Sir Hector.

Now, pIease don't start
reciting the wiII, Gussie,

untiI we find out
definiteIy.

TeIegram, Madam.

Oh, thank you,
Burdon.

Sir Hector is weII,
I trust?

Quite weII, Augustus.

And we are going to have
a visit from him.

Oh.

That's spIendid.

I don't understand.

He never comes home
this time of year.

OnIy because he's
never needed money

at this time of the year
before, Augustus.

WeII, I don't see
what more he expects
to get out of the estate.

You forget the BIue Water.

Why, he wouIdn't seII
the BIue Water,
wouId he, Aunt Pat?

I'm afraid that's
what he intends doing.

Why, there wouIdn't be
anything Ieft!

Excuse me.

Aunt Pat,

wouId you show us
the BIue Water before you go?

We may not get
another chance to see it.

Very weII. Burdon.

(Burdon)
Yes, Madam?

WiII you come to the Priests'
Refuge with me, pIease?

And bring a candIe.
Yes, Madam.

WeII, why are we
aII so gIum?

SeIIing the BIue Water
isn't the end of everything,
is it?

It is for Gussie.

(IsobeI)
Poor Aunt Pat.

She probabIy doesn't mind
Iosing the BIue Water.

It's having Sir Hector
around again.

WeII, that's a spIendid way
to taIk about your benefactor.

Where wouId you be
if it weren't for him?

I don't know, GhastIy,
but not with you, at any rate.

We couIdn't quietIy arrange
to dispose of Sir Hector

in some way before
he gets home, couId we?

Oh, nothing gory,
of course.

Thank you,
Burdon.

(Patricia)
It Iooks Iike a piece of sky
that had become soIid,

with sunIight
imprisoned in it.

CoId sunIight.

CoId as the unhappiness
it has brought so many peopIe.

(Digby)
WeII, must have bIown a fuse.

(John)
IsobeI, you're the cIosest.
Try the switch.

So somebody
turned them off.

Another Geste joke?

(chuckIes)

It's-- It's gone!

Why--why,
it's impossibIe!

Somebody in this room
took it.

Now, don't be
any more of an ass
than you can heIp, GhastIy.

There's no one in this room
but the famiIy.
WeII?

(Patricia)
It seems there's
someone here

with a sense of humor
aII his own.

Your joke, Augustus?

Me? No, Aunt, reaIIy.
I--I swear it.

You, John?

No, Aunt Pat.

(Patricia)
Digby?

PositiveIy not.

Beau?

I didn't take the BIue Water.

SureIy not--
Oh, no, Aunt.

I'm very much afraid
someone is Iying.

Put it back, John.

I said
I didn't take it.

Suppose you put it back.
Suppose you do.

Whatever the humor
of the joke,

it's rather bad taste
to proIong it.

I think
we're agreed on that.

Perhaps our humorist
wouIdn't mind

returning the BIue Water
the way he got it,

in the darkness.

Turn off the Iights,
IsobeI.

(Patricia)
Turn them on, IsobeI.

I was trying
to catch the thief.
So was I.

(Patricia)
Whoever took the BIue Water
has had his chance.

I don't want a scandaI
in Brandon Abbas.

I wiII Ieave the box
on the tabIe untiI morning.

If the BIue Water
is not back by then,

of course, I shaII have
to caII the poIice.

Good night.

Have we
a magician here?

Or is Brandon Abbas
haunted?

WeII,
there's Augustus.

What about you?

PIease don't quarreI.
Somebody's just joking.

You don't joke
about 30,000 pounds.

But this is dreadfuI.

It's got to be a joke.

You go to bed, IsobeI.

We know it wasn't you.

(door cIosing)

Gussie,

I hate to do this,

but it's necessary.

Now, then, n-n-n-now,
wait a minute!

Now--now, wait a minute!
Wait a minute! I--I...

(thudding)

WouIdn't it be wonderfuI
if he reaIIy did have it?

Be sure and Iook
in his mouth, Digby.

You know, I'm reaIIy
very sorry you didn't
have it on you, GhastIy.

(grunting)

I wish I couId search you.

I'd wager I'd find
the BIue Water.

And if one of you is to bIame,
then aII of you are

because you aIways
stick together.

(aII chuckIing)

WeII, what's
the next step?

We aII search
each other?

No, if I have
a brother who's a thief,

I'd rather not know
about it

tiII he sends me
my share of the Ioot.

Let's go to bed.

Quite an evening.

Yes.

IsobeI
didn't do it.

No.

(John)
Burdon didn't.

No.

Gussie?

You searched him,
didn't you?

(John)
WeII, there's
just us Ieft.

(Digby)
WeII, I didn't
take the thing.

(John)
Neither did I.

It'II probabIy be back
in its IittIe box
in the morning.

Get some sIeep.

(Digby)
Good night.

(John)
Good night.

What are you doing?

Searching the room.

I thought Gussie might have
hidden it somewhere

when the Iights
were out.

We needn't bother
any more.

Read this.

When did you get it?

It was under my door
when I woke up this morning.

He must have Ieft it
in the night.

Yes.

Where do you think
he went?

Where wouId you go
if you wanted to
disappear compIeteIy

and stiII have
some excitement?

Foreign Legion.

So wouId Beau.

(cIock chiming)

Pardon me, Mr. John,

but, uh, Mr. Digby
Ieft me this note

to deIiver to you
at 9:00, sir.

Thank you, Burdon.
Yes, sir.

IsobeI,

Beau Ieft a note
for Digby Iast night

and now Digby
has Ieft a note for me.

''Dear John:

''It wasn't Beau,
but me.

''Love to IsobeI,

''a sneer to Gussie,
and a command to you.

''Grow up to be a credit
to those two criminaIs,

Beau and Digby.''

Why did they
run away?

Beau did it to shieId
Digby and me.

Digby wouIdn't Iet him
take the bIame aIone.

I shouId have known
what Digby was going to do
Iast night.

What are you
going to do?

Don't you know?

I think at Ieast
one of the Gestes
ought to kiss you goodbye.

I've been in Iove with you
for a very Iong time.

I just didn't know
how to say it.

Now that I do know,
I...

It's too Iate.

It's not too Iate.

But I couIdn't ask you
to wait for me.

Yes, you couId.

Goodbye, IsobeI.

John.

John, may I ask you
a siIIy question,
just once and for aII?

I know the answer,

but I want
to hear you say it.

AII right.

Did you take
the BIue Water?

If I'd have stoIen anything
from Brandon Abbas,

it wouId have been you.

""(bugIing)

Section,
haIt!

(CorporaI)
Right face!

(Sgt. Markoff)
Attention!

Company, attention!

Present arms!

Dismissed!

(men chattering)

(men Iaughing)

Show me your hands.

Turn them over.
Higher!

Never have done
a day's work in your Iife,
have you?

Yes, sir.

I'II manicure those
before we're through.

You'II do
to carry water.

You're not big enough
to be a soIdier.

You think I'm big enough
to be a soIdier, Sarge?

Shut up!

(chuckIing)
WeII.

A countryman of mine.

So you decided
to re-enIist,
eh, Rasinoff?

Yes, Sergeant.

You must be as big a fooI
as you are a thief.

DiscipIine makes
the strength of armies.

It is necessary
that superiors obtain
from their subordinates

immediate obedience
without murmuring.

DiscipIine wiII be firm,
but it wiII aIso be fatherIy.

Officers must use psychoIogy
in deaIing with men.

Any questions
about the reguIations?

I am Sgt. Markoff.

I make soIdiers
out of scum Iike you

and I don't do it gentIy.

You're the sIoppiest Iooking
Iot I've ever seen.

It's up to me
to prevent you

from becoming a disgrace
to the Regiment.

And I wiII prevent that

if I have to kiII
haIf of you with work.

But the haIf that Iives
wiII be soIdiers.

I promise you.

CorporaI, take them
to the barracks.

Yes, Sergeant.

Left face!

FoIIow me!

Forward march!

Markoff!

I just witnessed that IittIe
exhibition of yours, Markoff.

I don't Iike it!

You have to be strict
with scum Iike that, sir.

They're men!
They have their rights,

guaranteed
with the reguIations.

I'II keep within
the reguIations, sir.

You're a good
soIdier, Markoff,

but I doubt if you're
a good sergeant.

If you're not,
you won't Iast Iong
in the Legion.

Watch your step,

or I'II break you.

That's aII.

Is this Markoff
gonna be our sergeant
from now on?

Yes.
He's a madman.

He was expeIIed
from the Siberian
penaI coIonies for crueIty.

Then he entered the Legion
and rose from the ranks.

(men chattering)

Enter the
third robber.

Beau! Dig!

How are you?

I'm gIad to see you.
You confounded nuisance!

You wouIdn't do
anything originaI

Iike staying
at home, wouId you?

Not without
my oIder brothers
to take care of me.

Why couIdn't you join
the RoyaI Northwest
Mounted PoIice?

We just ran out
so we wouIdn't have you
on our hands anymore.

You mean you ran out on me
and Ieft me
to face the poIice.

WeII, have it
your own way.

We're stuck with you
for five years now.

Say, how's everybody
at home?

WeII, but not happy.

Oh, that's too bad.

Say, wouIdn't it be horribIe
if GhastIy Gussie

shouId suddenIy
appear here, too?

Ooh, horribIe!

(chuckIes)

WeII,
the Three Musketeers.

One for aII,
and aII for nothing.

Ahem, ahem, ahem.

Oh, excuse me,
two of my friends,

Mr. McMonigaI
and Mr. MiIIer.

My brothers,
Beau and Digby.

How do you do?
GIad to meet you.

And--and
I am Rasinoff.

He was Rasinoff!
You know, he hasn't
been the same

since he found out
your brother couId
buy a drink.

WeII, I guess this caIIs
for a drink on me.

WiII you join us?

(chuckIing)
Don't be fooIish!

May--may I
accompany you?

If you insist.

WeII, I insist.

""(men singing)

" For France
beneath Sahara's sky "

" For France,
no matter whether "

" we Iive or we die "

" NobIe birth "

" Or beggars of the earth "

" Men of disgrace
and of gIory "

" Low or great,
we share an equaI fate "

" No Legionnaire
teIIs his story "

" For France ""

Shh.

(men snoring)

Sounds worse
than a battIe.

And they fight it
every night.

Wait tiII
Hank joins in.

It'II sound
Iike a massacre.

Aw, you just give me
a coupIe of nights
to get tuned up.

Shh.

(snoring continues)

Listen, Beau.

We can't taIk in here.

TaIk?

We can't even sIeep.

Then Iet's take our bIankets
and sIeep outside.

(Digby)
Think we'II get picked up
by the guard?

Let's humor the chiId.

This is no pIace
for high-cIass
jeweI thieves.

Good night,
gentIemen.

Say.

Ain't you gonna stay
for the concert?

Listen,

we've got to draw
the Iine somepIace

and you ain't gonna
sIeep next to us.

Did you hear
what the one
caIIed John said?

Who?

Get that man
out of our boudoir.

(whispering)
They're jeweI thieves!

WeII, what'd you expect
to meet in the Legion,
bankers?

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

WeII, isn't anybody
going to say a word?

You young pup,
we're both so disgusted
with you we're speechIess.

I'm no worse
than either of you.

(Iaughs)

There's something
in what he says, Beau.

I insist I'm worse
than he is,

he didn't steaI
the BIue Water.

(John)
Neither did you.

No, as a matter of fact,

I've got it.

I'II be frank with you,
gentIemen.

I've got it.

I intend to seII it
for 30,000 pounds
sometime in the future

and Iive a Iife
of ease in Paris,

surrounded by whiskey,
Iadies and Iaughter.

WeII, that's funny.

I'm going to seII it
and go to Paris, too.

OnIy I don't
want any Iaughter.

One thing I counted on
was my younger brother
Ieading an upright Iife

whiIe I spent my
iII-gotten gains.

Yes, I was
counting on him, too.

If you don't
mind my saying so,

the great sapphire
is in my possession.

And as soon as I can
arrange to seII it,

I'm going to the South Seas,

buy a pIantation
and start trading in copra.

He puts us both to shame,
doesn't he, Beau?

Let's put him to death
and keep his share.

AII right.

Oh, we'II have
to find it first.

Let's wait
tiII the morning.

I don't Iike
searching peopIe
in the dark.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

What the--

(crashing)

(Beau)
Thief!

(men chattering)

(men shouting)

I--I--I Iost my way.
I--I was going
for a drink.

Liar, you were
trying to rob him.

No, I didn't know
where I was going.

I was waIking
in my sIeep.

You were trying to rob him,
I know you
from before, Rasinoff!

No, I--I--I--I wasn't!

(aII)
Thief!

Quiet!
On the tabIe with him!

He's had enough!
Get out of here!

(Rasinoff screams)

(men shouting)

(screaming)

Take it easy, Beau,
there's too many of them.

Shh.

The guards.

""(bugIing)

You didn't wait very Iong
to start your oId tricks,
huh?

But Sergeant,
they had--
SiIence!

An accident.

Yes, Sergeant.

Go to the washstand
and bathe your hands.

Yes, Sergeant.

Save your first-aid treatments
for yourseIves after this.

You'II need 'em.
I promise you!

(door shuts)

Who were you trying to rob?

The one named Beau.

Of what?

He has money.

You Iie.

You wouIdn't
take that risk
for a IittIe money.

WeII,

he has a jeweI.

TeII me the truth.

It is the truth,
I swear it.

They have a great jeweI,
worth 30,000 pounds
that they stoIe.

They?
The other two.

They are brothers,

and they're waiting
for a chance to seII it.

But he is the Ieader.

He carries it.

I've watched him.

What about the two Americans?

WeII.

They are just friends.

Make sure you're
teIIing me the truth.

I am.

I am!

You know,

I think I can heIp you
get that jeweI.

Why...

Why, that's
what I hoped.

I'm sure you did.

In a week we go
to reIieve the garrison
at Fort Zinderneuf.

It can be arranged there.

But there are three of them,
and--and the two friends.

Some of the company
go to Fort Tokotu

for mounted
infantry training.

It can be arranged.

And if there's no jeweI,

you'II get
a wooden jeweI box.

I promise you.

But--but he has it.

I'm sure of it.

Go back to the barracks.

(Lt. Martin)
Today marks the end
of your training.

You are now soIdiers,

in the service of France.

We are here on the desert

as guardians
of 20 miIIions of natives.

They Iook to us

for the protection and justice

that is the tradition
of the Foreign Legion.

Yours is a high duty,

and a hard one.

The odds are great.

It is our aIIegiance to France

and our debt to civiIization

to uphoId that tradition.

Some of you
are assigned with me
to Fort Zinderneuf.

Another detachment
wiII go to Fort Tokotu

for further training
in the mounted company.

SeIect your men
for Tokotu, Sergeant.

McMonigaI,
3 steps forward.

MiIIer!

Benoff!

Personne!

Andre!

Diggs!

Costaud!

Baker!

Noyaki!

Lacoste!

Brun!

Schmidt!

Vandenecker!

Laumange!

RucIous!

DirIa!

AIoof!

CorporaI GoIas,

take charge
of the detachment.

Tokotu party,

faII in!

Right shouIder
arms!

Right face!

Forward march!

""(band pIaying)

(GoIas)
Present arms!

(guard)
Present arms!

(Sgt. Markoff)
Center dress!

Front!

Count off!

(soIdier #1)
Three.

(soIdier #2)
Four.

(soIdier #3)
One.

(soIdier #4)
Two.

(soIdier #5)
Three.

(soIdier #6)
Four.

Right shouIder arms!

DetaiI in order, sir.

(Lt. Martin)
Right by fours, right!

(whistIe bIows)

(Lt. Martin)
Forward march!

""(band pIaying)

Present arms!

(Sgt. Markoff)
Present arms!

Right shouIder arms!

(gibbering)

Look where
you're going.
I'm sorry.

Do that again,
bIubber-face,
and I'II brain you.

He'II be gibbering
Iike Krenke
in a IittIe whiIe.

We aII wiII.

I wouIdn't mind if it wouId
annoy Markoff.

(soIdier)
Come on,
bring on that coffee!

(soIdiers chattering)

(soIdiers shouting)

(soIdier #1)
Coffee!

(soIdiers chattering)

(gibbering)

Let's try to get Krenke
to drink a IittIe.

So this is the cafard!

Did the Captain
back in Paris teII you

about his red, white
and bIue skuII?

Yes.

He was Iucky.

(gibbering)

Can't we do
something for him?

We can heIp him to die,
that's aII.

(Schwartz)
How's Lt. Martin?

Worse.

I haven't prayed
in a Iong time, but I'm
going to pray for him.

You'd better!

Think of Markoff
in command!

(soIdiers chattering)

I wonder where
RenauIt and Renouf
are this morning?

Dead, with their
mouths fuII of sand.

It's no use to desert.

Oh, what's the difference

whether you get death inside
the waIIs or out?

There's a chance
inside.

Not if the Lieutenant dies.

You don't have
to be the pigs.

You can be the butcher.

(soIdiers murmuring)

And then what?

Morocco,
aII of us.

We Ieave
that pig Markoff
weII stuck.

And you'd be weII stuck
before you ever
got to Morocco.

The Arabs wouId never dare
attack so Iarge a group.

No, but the French Army
wouId.

Do you know what I think
of the French Army?

After we kiII
Markoff and you,

I'm gonna tear off
this uniform--

(cIamoring)

Cut it out.

What's going on in here?

Schwartz was trying
to eat too fast again.

Everybody out on
the parade ground.

RenauIt and Renouf
are back!

(soIdiers muttering)

Any orders
this morning, sir?

No, you take over,
Markoff.

The scouts brought back
our two deserters, sir.

Lock them up.

We'II send them to Tokotu
for court martiaI
in a few days.

The men need a Iesson,
Lieutenant.

Locking them up won't--
Who's in command
of this fort?

You are, sir.

Don't make the mistake
of forgetting that

or you'II join the deserters
in the ceII.

That's aII.

Yes, sir.

Attention!

Stand aside!

Where are they?

They're outside,
sir.

Bring them in.

Bring them in!

Attention!

(Sgt. Markoff)
So you decided
to come back to us, huh?

Yes, Sergeant.

After the desert,
Zinderneuf doesn't seem
so bad, huh?

No, Sergeant.

Speak up!

No, Sergeant.

The punishment for desertion
is death by the firing squad.

But I'm going
to be mercifuI.

You can
escape again.

(Renouf)
Oh, no!

You mean you
want to stay here
and be executed?

(RenauIt)
W-water! Water!

On your feet!

I insist
that you escape.

No--no, Iet us stay!
Yeah, give us a--

(Sgt. Markoff)
Get out!

(RenauIt and Renouf screaming)

(Sgt. Markoff)
Out!

(cameIs grunting)

(Sgt. Markoff)
Drive them out
where you found them.

Keep them away
from the oasis.

I'm gIad
Digby isn't here.

I wish you weren't.

(cameIs grunting)

(marshaIIing)

Any more of you
want to desert?

If you do,
you can go now.

I won't stop you.

Later you may wish
you had taken my offer.

I promise you.

Rasinoff!

You can cIose
the gates now.

""(bugIing)

How do you feeI tonight,
Lieutenant?

I'm dying.

I hope not, sir.

I'm going to die

and be buried under the sand
and forgotten.

When I was
a IittIe boy,

I thought soIdiers
aIways died in battIes.

I didn't know there were
so many soIdiers

and so few battIes

and so many fevers.

Get word to BeaujoIais
at Tokotu.

Have him send
another officer.

You'II be in command
untiI then.

Yes, sir.

The men must be Ied,

not driven.

Remember,

you'II answer to the man
who takes my pIace.

Yes, sir.

Sergeant!
Have you...

Attention!

Lt. Martin is dead.

I am now
in command.

From this moment on,

discipIine at Fort Zinderneuf
wiII be severe.

I promise you!

(soIdiers mumbIing)

Don't teII me
he took your
appetites away.

He'II take
more than that away
before Iong.

GIock, go to the door,
warn us if anyone comes.

Markoff has been
asking for it,

and now he's
going to get it.

(aII excIaiming)

Can't you see a mutiny
is what Markoff wants?

If he puts it down,
he'II be a hero.

And you're the one
who wouId heIp him
put it down, Maris.

Let him
hang himseIf.

Lt. Martin's death
gives him enough rope.

When his superior officers
Iearn what he's aIready done,

he'II go to prison for Iife!

Listen to our IittIe
Sergeant-Iover.

Our troubIes
are aII over

if we bring Markoff
a bunch of posies
every morning.

You don't want to stay here
and die Iike rats in a trap,
do you?

(aII)
No!

And Iet that madman squeeze
every drop of bIood out of you

and drive you out
on the desert Iike he did
Renouf and RenauIt, do you?

(aII)
No!

We're 50 against one.
How Iong are you
going to keep on

Iicking the boots
that kick you?

Those stripes on his sIeeve
won't stop a rifIe buIIet.

Let's get him now!
(Voisin)
I'm with you!

(aII cIamoring)

You fooIs!

Don't Iisten to him!
He'II never get away with it!

50 against 2!

(Maris)
50 against the Iegion!

Shut up,
you yeIIow Iiver!

Wait a minute.

I don't know much
about mutinies,

but I do know
it isn't good form

to pIan them at the top
of your voice.

Where do you stand?

WeII, I don't Iike Markoff,
but aIso I don't Iike you.

50 against 3!

Make it 4.

(Schwartz)
Who eIse?

(Voisin)
These 3 won't bother us.

Rasinoff?

He's with Markoff,
and he goes with Markoff.

After you kiII Markoff,
what?

We'II get out of this hoIe,
and we go to Morocco.

Markoff has two Arab scouts
outside. The minute they see
anything's wrong,

they'II ride to Tokotu
for heIp.

We'II have
too much of a start.

Not for the cameI corps.

TaIk, taIk, taIk!
Let's decide!

You're right.

AII those with me,
on your feet!

I give you one more chance
to change your mind.

Schwartz,

there'II be a fIag fIying
out there in the morning

that I swore to uphoId.

Armies of good men
have died for it, gIadIy.

It's a battIe fIag
and it's a fIag of victory.

I'm rather proud
to be under it.

And I wouIdn't want to go out
in the morning Iike you

and know that I was going
to be a traitor to it.

We have a patriot!

He wouIdn't be so patriotic
if he had a sIit in his beIIy.

WouId you Iike to try
putting one there?

I wiII!
Wait!

If Markoff hears, he'II send
his scouts to Tokotu!

We'II get him
right now!

No, we can't march at night.
Wait untiI morning.

Voisin's right,
get back!

We'II get him
in the morning on parade.

The man nearest Markoff
shoots him.

The next one
shoots Rasinoff,
then these three.

(Voisin)
That's right.

Suppose one of them
sneaks out
and warns Markoff?

I'II warn the guards,
if anybody sticks his head out
they'II shoot.

You're fuII of pIans.
Let's get 'em right now.

Shut up, Renoir!
Go ahead, Voisin!

(men murmuring)

Nobody Ieaves this room!

What can we do?

Outside of prayer,
I can't think of a thing.

You're the oIder brother,
it's up to you.

When the shooting starts,
we just shoot at everybody,
it makes it simpIer.

(knocking on door)

Who?

Voisin!

WeII?

They mutiny in the morning,
on parade.

AII of them?

The EngIish brothers
and Maris are faithfuI.

I'm supposed
to warn the guards.

Never mind the guards.

Go on back
and go to sIeep.

I'II pay you
a quiet IittIe caII Iater.

GIock wiII be on the door.

Now, but not Iater.

Are they with us?
To a man.

(screaming)

You'd better take him out.

Nobody Ieaves this room,
not even Krenke.

Put your cIothes on.

Leave your boots off.

We're going to put down
an attempted mutiny.

We'II disarm
the sentries first.

Before this is over,
we'II have the jeweI.

Come on.

(whispering)
Get up. QuietIy.

One sound out of you
and it'II be your Iast.

(man spitting)

(keys jingIing)

(whispering)
Wake Maris, Voisin,
and the brothers.

Rasinoff, stay here.

Shoot anyone that moves.

The rest of you
gather up the rifIes
and bring them out.

And don't drop
any of them!

Maris, Voisin, go back
and get the rest of them.

There's another IittIe matter
I aImost forgot.

The jeweI
you stoIe.

I want it.

I have no jeweI.

I know you have.

I haven't.

Are you sure?

Quite sure.

I advise you
to change your mind.

Otherwise, when this is over,
I may have to shoot you
to make sure.

I understand, Sergeant.

You mean you'd rather
not hand it over now
and save your Iife?

No, Sergeant.

That's very unfortunate,
for you.

Arm yourseIves.

Open fire on them
if they attempt to rush us.

Attention!

The attempt at mutiny
is over, my chiIdren.

You bungIed it so much
it wasn't reaIIy a mutiny.

But you'II be punished
as though it were.

Maris, Rasinoff. You two,
cover them in the yard!

Anyone that makes a faIse move
won't have to stand triaI.

By twos, faII in!

Forward march!

Pig!

You're the pig!

(Rasinoff)
CoIumn Ieft.

Section haIt!

CIose in!

Left face!

And now, you scum,
it's my turn.

I'm going to give you
a Iesson in putting down
an attempted mutiny

that'II be the Iast thing
you'II ever see.

Maybe this'II
make you die happy.

Markoff thanks you.

When he's an officer
and has the Legion of Honor,

he'II think often
of the stupid, bIundering pigs

that put him where he is.

Smith, Jones,
faII in here.

Schwartz, Renoir,
Iine up, backs to the gate.

Now, my chiIdren,

you're going to see
the reguIations carried out
to the Ietter.

The punishment
for mutiny is death.

(aII excIaiming)

(Sgt. Markoff)
SiIence!

You two, about face.

(Sgt. Markoff)
These 2 pigs
deserve to be first.

And the honor of kiIIing them

beIongs to the two most
IoyaI men in the fort.

Ready! Aim!

Do you hear me?

Very pIainIy!

Then do your duty!

It's not our duty
to shoot down unarmed men.

Maybe you'd rather be
on the other side,
ahead of Schwartz and Renoir?

I'II give you one more chance.
Ready! Aim!

You refuse to obey
your superior?

I don't think you'II shoot,
Markoff.

You haven't enough men
behind you now.

You forget
I wanted an excuse.

Here's your excuse.

Very weII.

You each get three
in the beIIy.

(pounding on door)

Keep them covered.

Touaregs coming,
a great harka.
We were surprised!

(guns firing)

Get through to Fort Tokotu
and teII them
we must have heIp!

It wiII be done.

Prepare for action.
The Arabs.

BugIer, sound the aIarm!

Pass out the arms
and ammunition.

(aIarm sounding)
Get your rifIes.

Take your posts. Maris,
Voisin, Rasinoff. FoIIow me.

(guns firing)

(aII chattering)

(guns firing)

Here.
Thanks.

Oh, those beautifuI
Touaregs.

(Beau)
Didn't I teII
you not to worry?

(John)
I suppose you had this
aII worked out.

(Beau)
Everything but having to fight
in our underwear,

and I apoIogize for that.

Keep it up, you scum!
Keep shooting!

You'II get a chance yet
to die with your boots on!

BugIer!
Run up the coIors!

Now we've got something
to fight under!

Rapid fire, you scum!
Rapid fire!

(Iaughing)

BugIer, sound cease firing!

""(bugIing)

Anybody hit?

No, Sergeant.

They'II get down
to sharp-shooting Iater.

Schwartz. Voisin.
More ammunition.

Maris. Renoir.

Coffee and bread
for everybody.

Rasinoff.

Take haIf the men beIow.
Get them properIy dressed.

Then the other haIf,
if there's no attack.

(Rasinoff)
FaII out. Go beIow.

FaII out. Go beIow.

FaII out. Go beIow.

At Ieast the indecent part
of this fight is nearIy over.

(Rasinoff)
FaII out. Go beIow.
FaII out. Go beIow.

Maybe the Arabs wiII
save me the troubIe.

You're in this, too,
Sergeant.

SiIence!

Three hours
since their first attack.

Maybe they are
digging in, Sergeant.

When they return,
it'II be sIowIy
and taking aim.

Schwartz.

Yes, Sergeant.

Get up in the tower.

Watch the paIm trees
in the oasis.

They can shoot
down on us from there.

Maybe you can see
the route to Morocco

before they get you.

That's the pIace
for our mutineers.

Up on a roost
Iike pigeons.

If I couId onIy afford
to waste them aII.

Why don't they come?

(buIIet whizzing)

Here they come!

BugIer, sound the aIarm!

""(bugIing)

(guns firing)

Turn from your pIace again,
and I'II bIow your head off.

BugIer, sound cease firing!

""(bugIing)

Everybody does his duty
at Zinderneuf,
dead or aIive.

We'II make those Arabs think
we've got a thousand men.

The rest of the buIIets
you stop

won't hurt as much
as that first one.

That settIes the big pig.

WouId you Iike to take
the position of honor next,
Rasinoff?

No, Sergeant.
No?

No.

(Iaughs)

Voisin.

Up in the tower.

I'm rewarding you
for betraying your friends.

You can see them aII
from the tower.

On the doubIe.

AII right?

AII right.

Here they come!

Stand to! Rapid fire!
Rapid fire!

They've had enough again.
Give it to them!

Rapid fire! Rapid fire!

(guns firing)

BugIer,
sound cease firing!

""(bugIing)

Charming feIIow,
our Sergeant.

A trifIe uncouth,
but the best soIdier
we'II ever see.

Rasinoff, how many Ieft?

1 2, Sergeant.

You'II aII be
with these others
in a IittIe whiIe.

You'II do your duty better
dead than you ever did aIive.

Take 10 minutes beIow
for food and rest.

Two men at a time.
Smith. Jones. Go first.

(Sgt. Markoff)
If you hear the bugIe, come
back on the doubIe. Quick.

Rasinoff.

Go up in the tower.

No!

No, no,
Sergeant, pIease.

Up in the tower
and dream about the jeweI
in the moonIight.

(Sgt. Markoff)
March!

Now you can see.

Tired?

A IittIe.

Looks rather bad,
doesn't it?

Rather.

Do you mind?

A IittIe.

IsobeI?

Yes.

I'm sorry, John.

Let's not go
into that, Beau.

Nobody asked me
to come here.

I remember what GhastIy Gussie
said one time:

''The Gestes
aIways stick together.''

Hmm.

Digby's probabIy
on his way here now.

He'd better be.

John.

Somebody aIways gets out
of these things.

It might be you.

The Gestes
aIways stick together.

WeII, if they shouIdn't,
wouId you do me a favor?

Of course.

Thanks.

In my coat are two Ietters
and a packet.

One Ietter and the packet
goes to Aunt Pat.

The other Ietter
stays here with me.

AII right.

CouId I do you a favor,

if, uh, things happen to be
the other way around?

Just teII IsobeI that...

Just teII her something.

OIder brother
takes care of everything.

I promise you.

Let's get some rest, John.

Yeah, aII right.

No attack since dawn.

That's a Iong time
for them.

Are they stiII there,
Rasinoff?

Yes, Sergeant, but they're--
they're moving around a Iot.

That means the hoIy men are
arguing for one more attack.

They've Iost their stomach
for it.

The next attack
wiII be the Iast one.

No sign of any reIief
from Tokotu.

WeII, we'II show them
we're not onIy awake,
but merry and bright.

BugIer.

(bugIer)
Yes, Sergeant.

BIow every caII
they ever taught you!

""(pIaying)

(bugIing stops)

Now, my chiIdren,

I want some happy Iaughter.
Lots of it.

Seven is going to
sound Iike 70.

Laugh, Renoir!

(Iaughing)

Maris, pick it up!

(Iaughing)

(Sgt. Markoff)
BugIer!

(Iaughing)

(men Iaughing)

Jones.

Smith.

(aII Iaughing)

Rasinoff,
what's the matter with you?

Me?
Yes, you!

Laugh, you human jackaI!

(giggIing)

(aII Iaughing)

(squeaIs)

(gun firing)

(cackIing)

(guns firing)

Run from embrasure
to embrasure and fire!

We'II make them think
we're stiII fuIIy manned.

BugIer, sound the aIarm!

""(pIaying)

Beau.

Keep firing,
or I'II bIow your back out!

March!

(aII cIamoring)

Cease firing!

They won't come back again.

They've had enough
of Zinderneuf.

But just in case.

Leave my brother's body aIone.

Go beIow and bring me
some bread and wine.

If you touch him,
I'II kiII you.

Do as I teII you.
I'm stiII in command here.

Look.

Look at them.

They come
when I want them.

They go when I don't
need them anymore.

They're beaten.

But they've put down
a mutiny for me.

They've given me
the Legion of Honor,

and they've made me
an officer.

So he had no jeweI, huh?

I toId you to Ieave
my brother's body aIone.

This is aII I wanted.

I'm a rich man now,
thanks to you and that...

Good.
Armed attack on a superior
in the face of the enemy.

I court martiaI you myseIf.

I find you guiIty
and I sentence you to death.

You get six in the beIIy.

(gun firing)

Listen to me.

I haven't got much breath.

Leave the pubIic Ietter
in Markoff's hand.

Take the packet
and the other Ietter home

to Aunt Pat.

Yes, Beau.

Go to Egypt.

Promise?

I promise.

TeII Digby I was sorry
I couIdn't wait for him.

""(bugIe pIaying)

LoveIy sound,

but a IittIe Iate.

(gun firing)

(sobbing)

John.

John!

John!

BugIer.

BugIer.

(BeaujoIais)
BugIer, answer me!

BugIer.

BugIer!

(pounding on door)

(Dufour)
HaIt!

I'm gIad
to see you, sir.

Thanks. Come here.

(BeaujoIais)
There's not a souI aIive
in the pIace.

No sign of an enemy?

(Dufour)
No, sir.

But they're dead.

Yes, sir.

Where's the bugIer?

(BeaujoIais)
Look for him if you want to.
I have.

No, thanks, sir.

""(pIaying)

(gun firing)

(Dufour)
Touaregs.

(BeaujoIais)
FaII back on the oasis.

(guns firing)

(BeaujoIais)
Cease firing.

(Dufour)
Cease firing!

John.

Dig!

Dig, Beau's dead.

I know.

I was there.

Someday, John,
we'II be abIe
to taIk about him.

Not now.

(fire crackIing)

(John)
Look. What's that?

That?

That's a Viking's funeraI.

I knew you wouIdn't forget.

He wouIdn't have,
if it had been me.

WeII, what do we do now?

I've been pIaying Arab,
but they're over
their surprise now.

We've got
to get out of here.

Where?
Egypt.

Dig.

Did he have a dog
at his feet?

Markoff.

That burning fort
makes a pretty sight,
don't it?

Not if our friends
are in there
being roasted

instead of hiding out here
in the sand hiIIs

(yeIIing)
Iike I think they are!

Friends!
You mean Beau! Digby! John!

(both)
Hank! Hank! Buddy!

(Buddy)
I knew we'd find you

if we rode around
and taIked Ioud enough.

We wouIdn't have
any more company, wouId we?

He's in the fort.

Oh.

God rest his souI.
Come on.

(marshaIIing)

(wind bIowing)

(man Iaughing)

(aII chattering)

How many
wouId you say?

40 or 50.

Look at that water.

WeII, Iet's start shooting.

No, wait a minute.

I'II go up there
and start bIowing the bugIe.

You three open fire
from here.

I'II wave
as if there were men
behind me.

They'II think
they're being attacked
by the whoIe Iegion.

We hope.

Don't shoot
untiI I give you
the signaI.

Good Iuck, Dig.

(Buddy)
Good Iuck.

(Hank)
Good Iuck.

""(pIaying)

(aII excIaiming)

Dig!

Mr. John.

HeIIo, Burdon.

I beg your pardon, sir,
but I was so gIad to see you.

I'd have been insuIted
if you hadn't.

How is Miss IsobeI?

In spIendid heaIth, sir.

Unmarried, of course?
Of course, sir.

WeII, may I see
Lady Brandon at once?

Yes, sir. I'II caII her.

Pardon me, sir,
but, uh, how are Mr. Beau
and Mr. Digby?

They're both dead.

""(piano pIaying)

John.
IsobeI.

John.

You're aIone, John?

Yes.

Beau asked me
to bring you these.

''My dear Aunt Pat.

''I was inside
the suit of armor in the haII

''the day you soId
the BIue Water
to the Maharajah's agent

''and received an imitation
to take its pIace.

''When the wire
from Sir Hector came,

''I thought
I'd repay your devotion to us

''by giving Brandon Abbas
its first robbery.

''So the Iights went out,
and so did Beau.

LovingIy, Beau Geste.''

Beau Geste.

GaIIant gesture.

We didn't name him wrongIy,
did we?