Waterloo Page #3
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That gentleman
will spoil the dancing.
- It's Napoleon, sir...
- I know. He has crossed the border.
With all his forces.
He has come between our armies.
- Where?
- At Charleroi.
Charleroi.
- Do you wish me to stop the ball?
- No, I want no alarm.
All officers obliged to ladies
will finish the dance.
Uxbridge, move the cavalry to Charleroi.
Picton, your division marches tonight.
Charleroi.
May I go with the army?
You can ask the Duke.
We've had so little time together.
- Madeleine, a battle is no place...
- I fear I may never see you again.
What could be simpler than Charleroi?
He has humbugged me.
In a night's march,
he has made us piecemeal.
He has gained a victory
at the cost of bootlaces.
I stay too.
On that promise, Blucher would
tie his men to trees if necessary.
- Quatre Bras. He'll go for them.
If we can't hold him there,
I will stop him here.
Charleroi.
By God, that man does war honour.
A field of glory
Nevertheless, 16,000 Prussian dead.
That'll be good news in Paris.
Wellington's on the run at Quatre Bras.
He is retreating.
- Then what are you doing here?
- I came to make my report.
Why didn't you follow him?
Why didn't you pursue him?
- Where are my reinforcements?
- Don't you dare criticise me!
If Wellington's free to choose his
ground, you have lost me everything.
Marshal Blucher, the sector is broken.
I have ordered a retreat.
I am seventy-two
and a proud soldier.
This steel is my word.
I am too old to break it.
If Wellington runs for the coast,
none of us will get home to Berlin.
I do not trust the English.
But because I have served you before. -
- I have ordered the retreat to Wavre.
You may still cooperate with Wellington.
But God help us
if he does not stand.
Grouchy. Gerard.
You take 30,000 men.
You take one third of my army
and pursue Blucher.
Don't let them regroup or consolidate
and don't let them rejoin.
in ten different directions.
Blucher is not a scatter of birds.
We will find him on one road.
Enough's enough!
Let's not have any disagreements.
That only leads to disaster.
Grouchy. Gerard. You can go.
Go, go, go.
We'll beat Napoleon next time!
Blucher will win!
Blucher will turn defeat
into victory!
Old Blucher. Damned good licking
and rolled eighteen miles back.
So, we go, too.
I suppose in England
they'll say we've been licked.
Can't help that.
- It's mad. It's all madness.
- They know what they're doing.
If Bony kicked the Prussians' arse,
why are we doing all the running?
A retreating army is never
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