Sharpe's Peril

Synopsis: Our story begins at the end of Sharpe's Challenge. Sharpe and Harper are en route to Madras when they encounter a baggage train from the East India Company traveling through hostile territory. Chitu, a legendary bandit leader in control of the area, strikes fear in the members of the party. When an attack occurs Sharpe takes control of the situation, leading the group 300 miles through enemy territory and training the disorganized, rag-tag group to be proper soldiers. Despite all these responsibilities, Sharpe still manages to find time for a little romance...
Director(s): Tom Clegg
Production: Warner Home Video
102 min



TRUMPE You, soldier,

dance with me.

I do not dance.

Do not, sir? Or cannot?

Will not, then. If it please you.

It does not please me.


I am resolved to step a measure

with every man here present.

And have a wager of my friends to do

the same.

What do you say to that?

You lose.

Not lost your touch with the ladies,


What the hell are we doing here


You saw the dispatch. Aye, the

governor requests your presence.

But why? I thought we were headed

home. We are, Pat.

We are, I promise.

Colonel Sharpe?

One moment, sir.

Damn the man, damn him to hell.

God rot all quill suckers, heh?

We sweat and bleed and die upon

their whim.

And for what thanks?

If it's gratitude you're after,

then you've joined the wrong army.

You may well be right at that.


Sharp. Richard Sharpe.

Count Vladimir Alexei Dragomirov,

3rd Native Horse.

You have business with the governor?

Tread lightly.

Sedgefield is a wily, old devil.

Your Excellency, Colonel Sharpe.


His Excellency Viscount Sedgefield.

I'm told you have a nose

for mischief, Colonel Sharpe.

Told, sir?

His Grace, Lord Wellington.

After this late rebellion,

only recently put down,

we find ourselves, alas,

already facing fresh dangers.

Bandits, Sharpe, in the high hills.

Under the thrall of a cutthroat

named Chitu.

Causing no end of havoc

with Company operations.

Villages put to fire and sword.

The harvest disrupted.

Sorry to hear that.


A Company squadron

under Count Dragomirov

has been dispatched

to find this Chitu.

And, so far, without success.

You are requested

upon the highest authority,

to do better.

I am no longer

in the service of His Majesty.

My business in India concluded.

I am for Calcutta and England.

I cannot persuade you?

Perhaps then,

might at least you be prevailed upon

to perform one last duty?

In which, I assure you,

there is no peril to yourself.


If I can.

I have in my care a property.

Like yourself, bound for the north.

May I look to you for its safe


Aye. Very well.

Your word?

What is it, this property?

Ah, Colonel Sharpe,

I have the honour to present

Mademoiselle Marie-Angelique Bonnet.

Who is she?

Damned if I know.

Her fiance is a Company major,

name of Joubert.

Stationed at Kalimgong.

Where, in God's arse, is Kalimgong?

Company hill station,

on the way, Sedgefield says.



Major Tredinnick, sahib.

Marvellous, marvellous.

Who commands this column?

Why, sir, no man.

All men.

We are, you might say, a regular

Captain Copperthorne's crew.

A gentleman asks a civil question,

he expects an answer in kind

and none of your riddles.

What he means to say, sir, after his

fashion, is the matter

would depend on whether you meant

Company troops or king's.

For we number both amongst the


Your officer will do for now.

Very good.

I'd be glad if our mounts could be

fed and watered.

And someone to see to the lady's

comforts also.

Quilter, Deever.

This way, gentlemen.

How is it you come to be travelling

along Company's routes.

I was ordered, sir.

There's bandits hereabouts,

all manner of heathen deviltry.

Sooner than have troops venture

forth in small bands,

we thought it best

to combine all soldiery

samewise bound into one column.

Mind how you tread,

that is elephant sh*t.

These gentlemen were hoping

to speak with you, sir.

Very good, Colour Wormwood.

Would you want me to remain, sir?

In case there's any questions?

I'm sufficient to the task.

Very good, sir.

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Russell Lewis

Russell Lewis (born 11 September 1963 in London) is an English television writer and former actor. more…

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