- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: We're on a first name basis in this regiment. Your first name is Derek. My first name is Major.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: Whisky for the gentlemen that like it. And for the gentlemen that don't like it: whisky.
- [while watching the pipers practice, Barrow notes that some of the men are not wearing the proper caps]
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: Colonel, there's a tradition here...
- Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: I'm all in favor of good tradition.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: I've always let the pipers wear pretty well what they please at band practice.
- Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: Because you've let them wear what they like just doesn't make it a tradition!
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: [about Barrow's death] It's not the body worries me. It's the ghost.
- Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: Do you really think I made it for my popularity? Do you really think that's why I made this decision?
- Major Charles Scott, M.C.: My dear Colonel, we didn't know that you'd made any decision.
- Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: But... you must have heard that the matter's not to go to Brigade.
- Major Charles Scott, M.C.: Yes, we heard that.
- Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: Well?
- Major Charles Scott, M.C.: We thought that was Jock's decision. My dear fellow, we didn't even realize you were there.
- Major 'Dusty' Miller: [getting dressed hurriedly for dance lessons] Hand me my kilt of burning gold. Where are my plimsolls of desire? It's cruelty, that's what it is, cruelty. Margot Fonteyn couldn't suffer more.
- Local boys in street.: [calling after an officer wearing a kilt walking by] Kilty kilty cold bum.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: So, tell me Corporal, are your intentions honorable?
- Cpl. Piper Ian Fraser: Aye, sir.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: Then you're a damn fool. You leave "honorable intentions" to fathers like me.
- Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: When you're dying, when you really believe you're dying, you think of the most absurd things.
- Capt. Jimmy Cairns, M.C.: In my war I never had time to think.
- Lt. Col. Basil Barrow: Oh they gave me time, all right. Again and again. When I was in the prison camp, they nearly drowned me, then they brought me round. Then they put a wet cloth over my mouth and kept it wet until I nearly drowned again. And the only thing that pulled me through was the thought that one day I'd come back and sit in the middle of that table as colonel of this battalion, like my grandfather and his father before him. Only I was going to be the best of the lot.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: ... others, Pipe Major.
- Pipe Major Maclean: 'Cock of the North,' sir.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: Ah, yon's a cheesy tune. You'll no play that.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: [yelling at the party as the officers are clapping after the pipers have finished playing] Mackinnon!
- 2nd Lt. David Mackinnon: [as the officers stop clapping stunned by Sinclair's outburst] Colonel?
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: [about his cigarette] For God sake, smoke that bloody thing like a man! Stop puffing at it like a ruddy *debutante*.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: [sternly as Mackinnon looks up and down to the cigarette in his hand] Go on laddie, smoke it, smoke it.
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: [as Mackinnon starts to smoke] Draw it in, draw it in.
- [Mackinnon exhales a rough cough after a deep drag on the cigarette, with resulting laughter from Sinclair and most of the other officers]
- Major Jock Sinclair, D.S.O., M.M.: [about this display] Am I coarse, Simpson?
- [Simpson doesn't reply but continues to have a disgusted look on his face]
- Pipe Major Maclean: [outside the barracks at night as she was having a clandestine romantic rendezvous with Cpl. Fraser] Miss Sinclair.
- Morag Sinclair: Yes?
- Morag Sinclair: [turning around] Oh it's you, Pipe Major.
- Pipe Major Maclean: Miss Sinclair, a barrack's a very small place. It's not the first time you've been inside at night, I know that, but if your Father found out, there might be bad trouble for you.
- Morag Sinclair: [quietly angry] You've no right to speak to me like that, have you...
- Pipe Major Maclean: Well, I'm only try...
- Morag Sinclair: ... have you, have you. It's nothing to do with you.
- Pipe Major Maclean: I'm speaking to you as a friend, Miss Sinclair. I didn't mean to interfere.
- Morag Sinclair: [thoughtfully about what he just said] And I didn't mean to be rude. Sorry, Pipie. Goodnight.
- Pipe Major Maclean: [as Morag has turned to leave] Goodnight.