BROTHERS IN ARMS

BY JUDITH AND GARFIELD REEVES-STEVENS

MARGUERITE: All he does these days is watch the skies for Veronica.

ROXTON: Well, surely we owe her that much. Without Veronica’s treehouse and her parents supplies, why we’d all be wearing raptor skins, living in caves and conversing in grunts.

MARGUERITE: Well, what makes you think that’s not how you boys communicate now?

MARGUERITE: I’ll go ahead, you fall back. Whoever’s watching us will have to split their attack while we set up a crossfire.

ROXTON: Why, Marguerite, I am impressed. Two years on the plateau have certainly honed your tactical skills.

MARGUERITE:  The plateau’s got nothing to do with it. When I was a child, running off in two directions was how my friends and I evaded the Gendarme in Paris.

ROXTON: Why, may I ask, were you running from the police in Paris?

MARGUERITE: I didn’t want them to catch me.

ROXTON: Oh, this isn’t good. Alkaloid concentrate. First it knocks you out and then it kills you.

MARGUERITE: Maybe we can make them sit on their own darts…poetic justice.

ROXTON: So, what other tactics did you use to avoid the Parisian police?

MARGUERITE: Bribes were effective.

MALONE: I guess war never turns out the way it’s supposed to.

HASKELL: Nothing does, lad. The sooner we realise that, the more bearable life is.

HASKELL: That’s alright, lad, we’re all afraid. Accept it. Use it.

MALONE: I’m not afraid, I’m just…startled.

MARGUERITE: That’s it, my love.

ROXTON: What did you just say, Marguerite?

MARGUERITE: Nothing, nothing! You must have been dreaming.

ROXTON: Well, you must’ve been paying attention when I told you about the antidote.

MARGUERITE: Occasionally you do say something worth listening to.

ROXTON: Could say the same thing about you.

MALONE: I’m just a correspondent, but I have to report. The enemy’s planning a major offensive in three days. I found these papers and then Rutherford died and then Jones. Sergeant Haskell, he died too. Everybody died, Major! They all died for me. Do you know what that feels like?

ROXTON: Yes. Too well.

MALONE: But I’m not worth it.

ROXTON: Those brave men thought you were and let no man say you’re not.

SEASON THREE

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