Sharpe (TV Series)

Sharpe's Waterloo (1997)

Alexis Denisof: Rossendale

Quotes 

• Richard Sharpe : [has stumbled across Jane and Rossendale]  You, madam! You!

  Jane Sharpe : Don't hurt me, please!

  Richard Sharpe : And you!

  [grabs Rossendale] 

  Richard Sharpe : You dare to come! You dare to join! You dare to be in the same bottle-beggary army as me!

  Richard Sharpe : [chases Rossendale until Rossendale trips and falls]  Get up!

  [kicks Rossendale in the ribs] 

  Richard Sharpe : Get up and fight!

  [turns to the crowd] 

  Richard Sharpe : Somebody give him a sword!

  [turns back to Rossendale] 

  Richard Sharpe : You have a friend?

  Rossendale : [recognizing the duel challenge]  No, no, no, no, please!

  Richard Sharpe : Then give me the money, you can keep the whore for an arse-wipe, you yellow-livered...

  [feels the shame of being cuckolded] 

  Richard Sharpe : No... no, by God, I'll kill you anyway!

  [draws his sword and points it at Rossendale, who wets himself in front of the assembled guests] 

  Uxbridge : [intervenes]  Enough!

  [looks down at Rossendale in disgust] 

  Uxbridge : Get up.

  Richard Sharpe : [does not move his sword]  By God I'll fillet you also!

  Uxbridge : You will not!

  Harry Price : [mutters in Sharpe's ear]  Harry Paget, Richard... Earl Uxbridge as is, Lord Wellington's second-in-command as is... don't do it.

  Richard Sharpe : [sighs in defeat]  You tell him Harry.

  Rossendale : [looking up, embarrassed]  I fell... just fell.

  Richard Sharpe : Tell him he can have the whore

  [glares over at Jane, who stares back at him in loathing] 

  Richard Sharpe : but I want my money.

• Rossendale : [confessing the truth of how his sword was broken]  There were no bloody Lancers today. He broke my sword, Witherspoon... .Sharpe.

  Witherspoon : I won't tell.

  Rossendale : Thank you. Well, he got his note for the money. Much good will it do him; I have no money and Jane won't give me any more 'till I marry her. He gave her to me... said he'd sell her, some ghastly country custom that swine sell their wives, Withers. I love her to distraction, you know... more than honor... but to keep her I must kill him. He's a far better man than I, sir... so tomorrow I lose her and my honor.

  Witherspoon : [looks at Rossendale for a moment, then:]  It is to do with honor, isn't it, old chap? Not duels. There is one way you can win all, you know.

  Rossendale : Is there? How?

  Witherspoon : Fight like a blue hero tomorrow.

• Richard Sharpe : [he's just cornered Rossendale in a wood, broken Rossendale's pistol and sword and and made him write a promissory note]  You're not worth fighting. You want her? I'll sell her to you. What we do where I come from, we take our faithless wives to market, put a rope around their necks and bid for 'em! You pig-bastards do that! My lord?

  Rossendale : [terrified]  I don't know.

  Richard Sharpe : You don't know? I know.

  [he takes a length of cord from his saddlebag] 

  Richard Sharpe : Here's the rope.

  [he throws it at Rossendale, who barely manages to catch it] 

• Rossendale : [in the thick of a massacre]  I can kill as well as you Sharpe!