Bonnie Scotland Page #5

You don't know what you're saying.

You don't understand.

My only wish is that I never see

or hear of you again.

A strong force, Khan Sahib.

Much stronger than I expected.

This calls for strategy.

How are you, Corbett?

Glad to see you.

We're very glad to see you, colonel.

We've been sitting on a powder barrel

for two weeks.

Enough has happened

to make my small force very jumpy.

- We're all glad you're here.

- Thank you.

Dismiss the men.

They need a good rest.

Then call the officers

to the orderly room.

- We'll go to work.

- Sir.

Vi, you knew Alan was here

and didn't tell me. Why? Why?

Come in.

I'll come back, Miss Lorna,

when you're not so busy.

- That's all right, Millie, come in.

- I didn't want to bother you, miss...

...but I'd like to have a few words

with you personally before leaving.

Leaving? What do you mean?

She didn't tell you?

I suspected as much.

We'll, Her Ladyship has discharged me

and I'm on me way to England.

But you've been awfully kind to me,

and it would be hard on me conscience...

...if I didn't tell you something

you ought to know.

- Millie, leave the room at once.

- Not until I've had my say.

- How dare you? Leave the room.

- Wait, Vi.

- What is it, Millie?

- Well, Miss Lorna...

...you've wondered why you haven't

heard from your friend in Scotland.

I'll tell you why. She's been taking

your letters, every one of them.

But, Lorna, you can't believe

such a ridiculous story.

- The woman's mad.

- Yes, Your Ladyship, mad.

But you thought you destroyed those

letters, didn't you? Well, you didn't.

Because I fished them out of

the fire coals and here they are.

Now, Your Ladyship,

put that in your pipe and smoke it.

His letters. My letters.

I understand it all now.

But, Lorna, I did it for your good.

- I thought you'd be happy...

- Oh, never mind.

I'm glad I found out

before I ruined Greg's life too.

But it isn't too late.

I'll go to Alan and tell him everything.

But, Lorna, you can't.

He's at Fort Rannu.

This has just arrived, sir.

The messenger's at the gate

and demands an immediate answer.

Well, gentlemen...

...I hope you have no other

social engagement this afternoon.

We are dining with Mir Jutra.

- This afternoon, sir?

- It won't be so bad.

I tell you what. We'll put on our best bib

and tucker and make an impression.

- Eh, Corbett?

- A very good idea, sir.

Gentlemen, get ready.

You fellows got nothing else to do?

Get out of here.

Do that again.

Show me that again.

Hey! Come here!

I thought I told you to clean

this place up.

Well, he told me not to pay any attention

to what you said.

Who's running this army?

You or me?

Right. Now get to work! And don't

let me see a speck when I get back.

"Leatherpuss."

Now do it.

Come on, boys.

We'll try number four again.

And for any favor, put some life into it.

- Where did you get this fellow?

- We caught this man mining the gate.

Who sent you?

- Quiet, quiet.

- Quiet.

We made him talk, sir.

We found out everything.

Take him away. Keep him under guard.

- See that he communicates with no one.

- Yes, sir.

- What did you find out?

- Mir Jutra plans to attack Rannu...

...as soon as you and your officers

are at his palace.

- Blowing the gate was to be the signal.

- He's asked for it. He shall have it.

Corbett, call for volunteers.

We'll put them in our uniforms and

send them to the palace in our stead.

Then we'll arrange a reception

for Mir Jutra's men here.

- We'll capture every one of the beggars.

- Very good, sir.

But these volunteers,

they're going to almost certain death.

That's the chance we have to take.

The safety of the border depends upon

smashing this madman once and for all.

Douglas, my boy, I'm proud of you

for being the first to volunteer.

It's a dangerous mission we're going on

and we may never come back.

- What matter?

- Hey, hurry up, you two!

We wanna thank you

for inviting us to this lunch.

Yeah, it sure was nice of you.

You're welcome.

Now, get on your horses and let's go.

- Do we have to ride on horses?

- What do you think they're here for?

Well, I never rode a horse in me life.

All you've got to do is to

get on his back. Come on.

- What are you trying to do?

- He told me I had to get on your back.

He means the horse.

The officers have fallen into our trap.

Get them busy on the gate!

I must beat these dogs to the palace.

May be a messenger from Pellore.

Bring him in.

It's Miss McLaurel, sir.

Miss McLaurel here? lmpossible!

Lorna, dear, what on earth

are you doing here?

Greg, I must see Alan Douglas at once.

At once, do you understand?

- What's happened?

- Your sister held up all my letters.

Made me believe Alan had forgotten me.

But he hasn't, Greg. He hasn't.

I must see him and explain everything.

Now. At once. Do you understand? Now.

Orderly. Bring Private Alan Douglas

here at once.

Private Alan Douglas has volunteered

for special duty, sir.

That's all.

Greg, what does he mean?

It means your meeting with Alan

will have to wait.

He's volunteered for a duty

of importance to the service.

- Is there any danger?

- There's always danger here.

I'll make it my job to bring him back

to you safe. We're in for a bit of a fuss.

I want you to remain here in quarters

no matter what happens. You promise?

I promise. Oh, but hurry back.

I'm frightened.

Put a double sentry on this door!

- What are you walking like that for?

- Well, the horse didn't fit me.

Well, straighten up.

You're going to meet royalty.

Salaam, sahib. Colonel McGregor...

...I welcome you and your staff

to my humble home.

Be seated.

Colonel McGregor, would you and

your staff join me in a pipe of friendship?

Why, we certainly will.

Well, cheerio.

Remember, not a shot is to be fired

until you get the word. Carry on.

- Very good, sir.

- Very good, sir.

Throw down your arms and surrender!

Let the festivities proceed.

Would you pass the butter?

Well?

Good.

Very good.

Remove the food.

- What's the idea?

- The time for pleasure is done.

- What do you mean?

- I mean that Fort Rannu is no more.

Your comrades are being wiped out.

And ere the sun sinks...

...your bones will join theirs

and lie bleaching in the desert wastes.

Get the boiling oil. Prepare the rack.

- We'll teach these dogs a lesson.

- You'll not take us without a fight.

Seize him!

There is no escape.

Take those.

- What are these for?

- You are to use those...

...to blow your brains out.

- I never blew my brains out before.

- Take him away.

I don't know what...

I don't know what to do.

- Goodbye, Ollie.

- Goodbye, Stanley. I'll see you later.

- I'll be waiting when you get to heaven.

- Well, how will I know you?

I'll be waiting at the gate. And I'll

have on wings and a harp in me hand.

Well, so will all the rest of the angels.

Well, I'll keep me hat on,

then you'll know me.

Enough! Enough of this nonsense.

Proceed, or I shall change my plans.

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