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1:20:05
I hope you're right.
1:20:16
"Toy soldier."
1:20:29
Any more talk of lasses in the mess, lad,
and we'll have the kilt off you.

1:20:32
- Is that not so, gentlemen?
- Aye, we'll sit him on the table...

1:20:35
and have him dancing in his bare butt.
1:20:37
MacKinnon, let's see you do—
1:20:39
Waiter! Where the hell
have they all got to?

1:20:41
Waiter. You won't know what's
coming to you. Bring me a whiskey.

1:20:44
And we'll have another round on me.
1:20:46
Careful, that's the second round
you've had this month.

1:20:48
Are you accusing me ofbeing mean?
1:20:51
- Oh, never that. Never.
- Oh, no.

1:20:53
Oh, you wicked bastards.!
1:20:55
I'll blow you all
out of the universe, I will.

1:21:01
- I surrender.
- Now I've got you where I want you.

1:21:05
The, uh —The colonel here
is the expert in the pentathlon.

1:21:09
Oh, aye, the pentathlon.
1:21:11
I — I reckon you'll have to
train a team yourself, sir.

1:21:14
Who do you think?
How about Rattray down there, eh?

1:21:16
Uh, yes. Uh, yes, he'd do.
He'd have to get into pretty strict training.

1:21:20
- A few cross-country—
- Come on, Jock. Give us a song.

1:21:23
Oh, no. I want to hear
young MacKinnon here sing.

1:21:25
No, Jock, Dusty's the one for the song.
1:21:28
I'd rather sing myself
than hear Dusty sing.

1:21:30
#A Gordon for me
A Gordon for me #

1:21:33
# If you're nae a Gordon
you're nae use to me #

1:21:36
# The Black Watch are braw
the Seaforths an'a'#

1:21:39
# The cocky wee Gordon's
the pride o'them a'#

1:21:42
- Come on, Alec.
- #A Gordon for me, a Gordon for me #

1:21:45
# If you're nae a Gordon
you're nae use to me #

1:21:48
# The Black Watch are braw
the Seaforths an'a'#

1:21:51
#The cocky wee Gordon's
the pride o' them a' #


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