Private Ginger Hale Quotes in Carry On... Up the Khyber (1968)

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Private Ginger Hale Quotes:

  • [the British outpost at the Khyber Pass has been attacked]

    Lady Joan Ruff-Diamond: Oh! How awful! What can have happened ?

    Captain Keene: I don't like making guesses, but I wouldn't be surprised if there hadn't been a spot of foul play here.

    Missionary: Foul play? Look at them! Lying around like a lot of unwanted cocktail snacks!

    Private Jimmy Widdle: Ginger!

    Missionary: Who is?

    Private Jimmy Widdle: He is. Ginger, my mate.

    Sergeant-Major MacNutt: Private Hale ?

    Private Jimmy Widdle: Yes, Ginger Hale. Hello, Ginge. It's me, Jimmy. Your old mate, Jimmy Widdle.

    Private Ginger Hale: Jimmy? Is it you? My old mate?

    Private Jimmy Widdle: Ginge, mate! How do you feel?

    Private Ginger Hale: Oh, not so good. I think I've been wounded.

    Private Jimmy Widdle: Only here and there.

    Private Ginger Hale: Jimmy, I can trust you. Now, give it to me straight. Am I going to be all right?

    Private Jimmy Widdle: Of course not, Ginge mate.

    Private Ginger Hale: Eh?

    Private Jimmy Widdle: I said, "Of course not, Ginge mate."

    Private Ginger Hale: I'm not going to be all right?

    Private Jimmy Widdle: Well, how could you be, with half a dozen dirty great holes in you? You've had it.

    Private Ginger Hale: You're a bleeding fine mate, I must say.

    Private Jimmy Widdle: What do you mean? You asked me to give it to you straight.

    Private Ginger Hale: Yeah, but I didn't mean you to. You horrible little runt, you!

    Sergeant-Major MacNutt: That's enough! Widdle, you're a great little comfort to a dying man, aren't you? Now listen, Hale, it's Sergeant-Major MacNutt. What happened, lad?

    Private Ginger Hale: They attacked about a half-hour ago, Sir. Hundreds of them.

    [He belches]

    Private Ginger Hale: Burpas! They... they... oooh!

    [Hale faints. Sergeant-Major MacNutt shakes his head sadly]

    Private Jimmy Widdle: Oh, no! Ginge! Ginge, mate! I'm sorry, I... Poor old mate!

    [Widdle gently covers Hale's body with a greatcoat. Hale throws it off]

    Private Ginger Hale: That's right! Bleeding well suffocate me!

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