- Patrick Harper: I had an uncle who thought the Faeries were after him.
- Richard Sharpe: What happened to him?
- Patrick Harper: Well, sir, they got him.
- Will Nugent: I'm most grateful for this young man. He saved us all.
- Lord Wellington: It's what he does. Isn't it, Sharpe.
- Patrick Harper: Well would you look at this.
- [indicates the redcoats coming down the hill]
- Richard Sharpe: Our absent friends.
- Rifleman Skillicorn: [on the provosts] They're thieve takers, so that makes them thieves themselves.
- Rifleman Harris: Well, Skillicorn! He doesn't say much but when he does you have to listen.
- [laugh]
- Patrick Harper: [talking about the arrival of Wellington's relatives] Well, I've never seen him sweat like that before. Poor old Nosey.
- Rifleman Cooper: I weren't looking at him, I was looking at the young lady.
- Richard Sharpe: [Skillicorn has been caught by Ayres with a chicken] Look nobody lives here it's deserted!
- Lt. Ayres: He's a looter.
- [turns to his flunkies]
- Lt. Ayres: Hang him!
- Rifleman Skillicorn: Is he supposed to hit me?
- Patrick Harper: If he hadn't done, I would have. You've landed him in the shite! Grab your rifle, go on. You'll be lucky to save your neck.
- Rifleman Hagman: [recording target scores] Miss Nugent, dead center. Major, you're off center five.
- Lt. Ayres: Damn it, should have wagered a hundred.
- Patrick Harper: Oh the book's still open, sir.
- Lt. Ayres: Right then, raise it.
- Patrick Harper: [writes a note] An even hundred you have, sir.
- Lt. Ayres: [drunkenly] She's a lady, which is why she's got a lady's gun. Which is a rifle!
- [sneers]
- Lt. Ayres: What about that, Major Rifleman Sharpe?
- Richard Sharpe: You're drunk, Mr. Ayres.
- Lt. Ayres: So should you be by now. And I stick by muskets!
- Provost Marshal: [disapproving] Ayres!
- Ellie Nugent: Back in Ireland, I go shooting quite a lot.
- Lt. Ayres: With a lady's gun!
- Lt. Ayres: [indicating Hagman] Is he truly your best man?
- Patrick Harper: Oh he surely is. That man could shoot a pimple off your nose, without breaking the skin!
- Munro: [Translating for El Casco] "I do not kill Englishmen."
- Wellington: Ah.That's a relief.
- Munro: Not for the Scots.
- Lord Wellington: [referring to El Casco's armor] His breastplate must be three centuries old at least... He must have looted a museum!
- Wellington: Damned women!
- Major Mungo Munro: What now? Send a full search party?
- Wellington: Leave it to Sharpe!
- Lord Wellington: [about the French Marshal's advance] I misjudged him. He's quicker than I thought.
- Major Mungo Munro: The man's a genius!
- Lord Wellington: [indignantly] I think not. We can't have 2 geniuses in the peninsula!
- Richard Sharpe: Monsieur, you will now redeem yourself. 'Pour la gloire...!' You will lead two companies of French infantry to the attack!
- Barbier: Two? - Where are they?
- [Sharpe gestures at the all in all 6 men with them]
- Barbier: - You're not serious, Monsieur!
- Lord Wellington: Go back to your old regiments. Wear your new red coats with pride, and I'll see you in the land of Napoleon Bonaparte!
- Munro: [to Sharpe] You're in black trouble, Laddie!
- Richard Sharpe: How bad is it?
- Munro: Well, I could use words like 'dire' and 'dreadful', but I would not wish to cheer you up!
- Bess Nugent: For God's sake there's enough black sheep in our family to fill a field! Whoring and swindling, but Will isn't one of them. And as for your wife Kitty and her tribe...
- Lord Wellington: Bess what is this for?
- Bess Nugent: Let me go too, and find him.
- Lord Wellington: No you will not. You will be removed from here, in the opposite direction, disarmed and obedient.
- Ellie Nugent: Daddah?
- Will Nugent: [speaks nonsense]
- Ellie Nugent: Daddah! Daddah, who am I? You know me!
- Will Nugent: [continues nonsense]
- Major Mungo Munro: This is sinful gambling, and I will have no part of it! I'm here to see fair play!
- Patrick Harper: It's only sinful, sir, if you lose.
- Major Mungo Munro: [about El Casco's guerrillas] The story goes, there was a great shipwreck hereabouts, long long ago. A galleon, bearing treasure from Mexico to the King of Spain. Not only gold, but idols for him to see, even people from that terrible land.
- Richard Sharpe: Treasure?
- Major Mungo Munro: Ah that catches your ear, laddie? Well if it's still there, no one's found it!
- Bess Nugent: William heard of it too.
- Ellie Nugent: You said a 'terrible land'?
- Major Mungo Munro: The Aztecs of Mexico were a high civilization, and entirely evil!
- Ellie Nugent: How could that be?
- Lt. Ayres: Their religion was based on human sacrifice. They cut the living hearts out of their prisoners...
- Major Mungo Munro: That'll do for now, man.
- Lt. Ayres: ...thousands at a time. Or they skinned them.
- Major Mungo Munro: I said that'll do!
- Lt. Ayres: They even had a god of flaying...the flayed god...
- Richard Sharpe: Stop gloating, Ayres!
- Lt. Ayres: I came across it in my studies. Rather amusing.
- Ellie Nugent: Major Munroe, you didn't mean there could be any of that here?
- Major Mungo Munro: No. Well, maybe a taint turned into foolish nonsense, these folk are peasants.
- Ellie Nugent: And that's all?
- Munro: [to Sharpe] 'Washed in the blood of the lamb you should be', not just the blood of the French!