General Allenby: I've got orders to obey, thank God. Not like that poor devil. He's riding the whirlwind.Mr. Dryden: Let's hope we're not.
William Potter: Ooh! It damn well 'urts!T.E. Lawrence: Certainly it hurts.Officer: What's the trick then?T.E. Lawrence: The trick, William Potter, is not minding that it hurts.
Colonel Brighton: Look, sir, we can't just do nothing.General Allenby: Why not? It's usually best.
Thine mother mated with a scorpion.
