20 Best Lord Wellington Quotes

Wellington: If Sharpe is found not guilty, the Spanish will never believe us or trust us again. They want justice.
Nairn: I think they should get it, sir... whatever the verdict.

Bess: 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: Bess what is this for?
Bess: Let me go too, and find him.
Lord: No you will not. You will be removed from here, in the opposite direction, disarmed and obedient.

Wellington: Mark me close, Colonel. What do you think the supreme virtue, sir? To the Frenchman and his recent revolution, it is liberty. To the Whig, puffing in Parliament, it is license to do anything, provided it do not disturb his pleasure. But to the common soldier, it is anarchy, to do whatever he want and be damned to his fellow. But to me and Bonaparte, the supreme virtue is order. We are not Whigs. We know that a man may love his neighbor over Monday, and massacre him over Tuesday, unless society keeps him in order! These deserters, if not secured and shot, will destroy my army more surely than Bonaparte! And I'll thank you not to forget it.

Wellington: [about his soldiers] God may damn them but I'm not inclined.

Wellington: I think you're a rogue, Sharpe. But you're on my side and one of my rogues. I don't want you dead.

Wellington: Think yourself lucky you're not facing a court of enquiry.
Richard: On what charge, my Lord?
Wellington: On any charge I damn well please. I made you, Sharpe, and I can break you just as easily. Remember that.
Richard: Yes, my Lord.

Wellington: We're in! By the living God we're in!

Colonel: ...and so, having made every provision for the comfort of the wounded, I made my way back through the British lines as quickly as possible.
Lord: And how did Colonel Maquerre conduct himself?
Colonel: I cannot speak too highly of the Count's conduct, Sir. Despite my pleading with him to return with me, he insisted on staying behind to raise rebellion.
Lord: And Major Sharpe?
Colonel: I'm afraid Major Sharpe was away at the time, plundering a French convoy. However, I have been reliably informed by the Mayor of Arcon that he was ambushed and overpowered. I can only assume that he's either been killed or surrendered to the French.
Lord: [looks outside his tent] Well, I suppose we could ask him.
Colonel: How do you mean, sir?
[Bampfylde looks outside the tent and is horrified to see Sharpe and a limping Palmer leading the Chosen Men and the remains of the garrison into the camp. Palmer limps into Wellington's tent on a crutch, followed by Sharpe]
Major: My Lord.
Capt. Neil Palmer: Sir, under the provisions of the Army Act, I wish to charge Colonel Bampfylde with cowardice in the face of the enemy, abandoning his position, abandoning the wounded, conspiring with the Compte De Maquerre - a spy in the service of Bonaparte - to desert his position and throw the blame on Major Sharpe. I further wish to report, sir, that Major Sharpe tended the wounded, successfully repulsed an attack by General Calvet's brigade and brought us all safely back home here, sir.
Lord: Is that all, Captain Palmer?
Capt. Neil Palmer: Almost all, sir.
[With difficulty, Palmer turns to his right, brings up his good leg and kicks Colonel Bampfylde in the groin]
Colonel: [strained] Field Marshall Wellington... Captain Palmer assaulted me. He struck a superior officer!
Lord: You're no longer a superior officer, Bamfylde. Get out!

Wellington: [concerning the French] We've got them running, Nairn! We're going to chase them out of Spain into France, and drown them in the Channel!

Wellington: Give the puppets Richard Sharpe.

Sharpe: Now will you take me to Wellington, or should I dig the bugger out myself?
Rawlinson: Splendid! Splendid!
[they enter Wellington's study]
Wellington: What's this nonsense I hear? You've turned swords to plowshares and become a farmer in France?
Sharpe: Aye, it's true enough, Your Grace.
Wellington: Suits you, this life?
Sharpe: Well, no buggers trying to shoot me the livelong day, so aye, suits me!

Lord: Go back to your old regiments. Wear your new red coats with pride, and I'll see you in the land of Napoleon Bonaparte!

Will: I'm most grateful for this young man. He saved us all.
Lord: It's what he does. Isn't it, Sharpe.

Wellington: [the Prince Regent wants Sharpe appointed major] It seems Sharpe has friends at court too Colonel, though in London, not in Lisbon.

Wellington: You think there may be something in those rockets, Sharpe?
Richard: Not as to accuracy, sir, but they'll play merry hell with the morale of poorly-led men, sir. The sound is shocking.
Wellington: Scared you, did they?
Richard: I was terrified, sir.
Sir: Do, uh, do you really think this Sharpe's the right man to send, sir? Won't cut and run if someone lets off a gun, will he?
Teresa: Who is this fool?

Munro: [Translating for El Casco] "I do not kill Englishmen."
Wellington: Ah.That's a relief.
Munro: Not for the Scots.

Maj. Gen. Ross: Horse Guards will heed to know about Col. Brand, sir.
Wellington: Tell them he died a 'hero's death', ad let's get o with the war!

Wellington: I'd be obliged if you'd show that fellow Shellington around the camp. I can't spare another officer.
Sharpe: Yes sir.
Wellington: Oh, and Sharpe, you better brace yourself. He's a poet.
Sharpe: Poet, sir? My wife will be delighted.
Wellington: Really? Personally I'd rather call for the surgeon and have him cut off my goddamn foot with a saw.

Wellington: Damned women!
Major: What now? Send a full search party?
Wellington: Leave it to Sharpe!

Lord: [about the French Marshal's advance] I misjudged him. He's quicker than I thought.
Major: The man's a genius!
Lord: [indignantly] I think not. We can't have 2 geniuses in the peninsula!