[as Wellington sits down to dinner, the night before the battle]
Uxbridge:
What do you do tomorrow?
Wellington:
What do you eat, Uxbridge?
Uxbridge:
[impatiently]
Much the same.
Wellington:
Does the army want for anything?
Uxbridge:
Damn it, what do you do tomorrow? What plans have you?
Wellington:
Plans?
Uxbridge:
I am second in command! I ought to know!
Wellington:
As soon as Napoleon Bonaparte tells me what *he's* going to do, I shall know what *I'm* going to do, and I shall tell you. But as Boney has not yet confided in me, I cannot confide in you. So, to your beef, Uxbridge.
[Uxbridge exits in a huff]
Wellington:
[under his breath]
Adulterous rogue.
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