Carry on Up the Khyber (1968)

Peter Gilmore: 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!