Gerald Harper credited as playing...
Captain Saunders
- Mycroft: [playing a Brigadier inspecting the training camp in response to some private who has 'complained to his MP' regarding the food]
- [enters Mess Hall]
- Mycroft: Carry on eating. Any complaints here?
- Captain Saunders: Come along now. Answer the Brigadier.
- Other Private in Mess: No, Sir.
- Mycroft: You're, um, quite satisfied with the food. You can speak quite freely.
- Chunky Grogan: Well, er, no, Sir. Not always, Sir.
- [CSM gives a menacing look]
- Mycroft: What exactly don't you like about it?
- Chunky Grogan: Well, er, they sometimes give you good grub, sir, but, er, they mess it about like.
- Mycroft: How do you mean, mess it about?
- Chunky Grogan: Well, take Sunday, Sir. I mean, er, we had a fair whack of the old roast and that and gravy and stuff, but they messed it about like. You know.
- Mycroft: Specifically?
- Chunky Grogan: Beg your pardon sir?
- Mycroft: What did they do to it?
- Chunky Grogan: Oh1 Oh, well, I'm not a cook am I? I only go by what I taste, like, and, er, it didn't taste right, see. It sort of tasted like they'd messed it about, like.
- Mycroft: What's this man's name?
- Captain Saunders: Mmm?
- C.S.M.: Grogan, Sir.
- Mycroft: That's all, is it?
- Chunky Grogan: Well, that was only last Sunday, sir.
- Mycroft: What about today's meal?
- Chunky Grogan: Oh, well, very fair, sir. You know, if you like eggs. I mean, they're not great favourites of mine, but, er, you've gotta eat them to keep your strength up, like.
- Mycroft: [sucks air through teeth] Yes.
- [walks off with entourage]
- Other Private in Mess: [other privates at table congratulate worthy Grogan, clapping him on the back] Well done, Rolly.
- Chunky Grogan: Well, bleedin' asked me, didn't he?