Goodbody Quotes in How I Won the War (1967)
Goodbody Quotes:
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Grapple: Never underrate the wily Pathan. What we're going on to now is the wily Pathan, followed the use of and handling of anti-gas carpet. The Pathan lives in India. India is a hot, strange country. It's full of wily Pathans and they're up to wily things, which is why I always wear spurs, even in cold weather. Now, my advice to you is always to keep your rifle strapped to a suitable portion of your body - your leg is good. Otherwise, you'll find the wily Pathan will strip himself mother-naked, grease himself all over - slippery as an eel - make off with your rifle, which is a crime. Any questions so far, or can we take gas?
Goodbody: Sir, has the pathan gone over to Hitler, sir?
Grapple: Grammar school boy?
Goodbody: Sir.
Grapple: No, he has not. Too wily for that, the wily Pathan, you'll find.
Goodbody: Then shall we be fighting him in this war, sir?
Grapple: Of course we will, boy! The British Army has always fought the wily Pathan. Stripped mother-naked, under the tent brailings like a snake, he is.
Goodbody: Why?
Grapple: [increasingly annoyed] Why, what? Why, what? We want to get on to gas. May save your life one day, gas.
Goodbody: Er, why has the British Army always fought the wily Pathan, sir?
Grapple: [very incensed] Because he's just like you are, a damn wily troublemaker! What's your name in full? How did you get into an O.C.T.U. without knowing your history?
[sigh]
Grapple: God help your men. They'll be torn apart by the wily Pathan.
-- Goodbody -
Goodbody: [talking aloud to himself] I can't, I fear, I can't march properly on my own, as an officer, in the public eye.
Juniper: [sitting in back of a truck, smoking, holding a broom] Isn't that sickening when that happens to a chap? Couldn't your drill instructor do something about it? Like a quick jab up the crotch with a broom bass?
[holds up broom]
-- Goodbody -
Grapple: [standing atop a desert fortification] Fourth Muskets, aren't you?
Goodbody: [on the ground] Sir.
Grapple: Been expecting you. I'm your link to Army. Blue, white, and two reds.
Goodbody: I'm green, green, green, sir.
Grapple: Oh ho ho ho, I know you are.
-- Goodbody -
Juniper: [enters scene dressed as a clown, pulling a hobby horse, as if acting a scene] Will you take my horse, sir?
Transom: [to Goodbody] Take no large notice, sir. He is working what is known as ticket, sir. Keeps the lads amused.
[Clapper, Drouge, and Spool join Juniper, dressed normally]
Transom: Pick those bits up, Gripweed!
[joining the scene]
Transom: Where's your tin hat gone, Juniper?
Juniper: Losing by neglect, sir!
Transom: If I catch you without your tin hat in a battle zone again, I'll ram it down your throat!
Clapper: Losing by neglect, one mess tin.
Juniper: One mess tin!
Transom: Did you have your name on it?
[aside, to Goodbody]
Transom: Take no notice, sir.
Juniper: Scratched on!
Goodbody: Pull these...
Clapper: Scratched on?
Goodbody: ...men together!
Juniper: Scored it!
Transom: How dare you disfigure government property? Six days royal warrant. March him off, Musket Major. Two men!
[exeunt Juniper, Clapper, Drogue, and Spool]
Transom: [to Goodbody] Ought to camouflage up, sir, or go - or go get the scrim up, sir, if you're stopping. Us in our, uh, vests here, sir. Exposed to all manner of nasty -
Goodbody: [interrupting, angry but calm] I'm going to explode, but I won't. I think the roller, don't you?
[walks to background]
-- Goodbody -
Juniper: [re-enters scene still dressed as a clown, Drogue, Spool, Gripweed, and Clapper in tow] Bayonet!
Transom: Bayonet?
Spool: Where's your bayonet?
Juniper: Must have left it sticking in the enemy, sir!
Spool: Spur!
Juniper: Where?
Transom: Where's your spur?
Juniper: Must have left it sticking in the horse, sir!
Goodbody: [calls out] Two men!
[exeunt players]
Goodbody: [walks back to Transom and ex-Dooley, points his finger at ex-Dooley, shouting] There! On the end of my finger!
Gripweed: [re-enter players] Finger!
Juniper: Finger?
Gripweed: Musketeer Juniper, where's your finger?
Juniper: Must have left it sticking up the Khyber Pass, sir!
Transom: Self-inflicted injury! March him off, Musket Major! Two - wait for it!
[pause, players posed as if frozen while running]
Transom: Two men!
[exeunt players]
-- Goodbody
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