[Scene 28 , Dramatic Fellows]

EXTERIOR : South of La Belle Alliance

French troops are going to take up battle positions. Horses neigh, Soldiers're marching forward in the muddy road. When they pass beside Napoleon, They cheer to him.

French soldiers : "Vive L'Emperor!"

But Napoleon is sitting, drooping his head, and concentrating his mind for the battle.

EXTERIOR : Mont-St. Jean

Puting newspaper on his head, Wellington is sleeping under the tree. Then Uxbridge clears his throat on purpose.


Wellington opens his eyes.

WELLINGTON : "Ah, Uxbridge."
UXBRIDGE : "As I am a second commander, in case anything should happen to you, what are your plans?"
WELLINGTON : "To beat the French."

He goes back to sleep.

UXBRIDGE : "!" "....."

EXTERIOR : Mont-St. Jean

Wellington and his staffs are watching the French excellent maneuver at top of a hill.

WELLINGTON : "Dramatic fellows, these French. ... Music and banners. ..."
"Quite beautiful."
WELLINGTON : "You're a lucky fellow, aren't you? Hay, to see such a wonder in your first battle."

EXTERIOR : South of La Belle Alliance

Then, suddenly, a field becomes boisterous. Napoleon is coming into their view. He has ridden on the beautiful white horse smartly. French soldiers, seeing him near, cheer fanatically. (*)

French soldiers : "Vive L'Emperor!" "Vive L'Emperor!!!!!"

HAY : "Your grace! Your grace!"
WELLINGTON : "What is it, Hay?"
HAY : "Over there! Near the road! His white horse! The monster!"

Wellington looks at that through a telescope.

WELLINGTON : "So there is the great thief of Europe himself."
MERCER : "Your grace, Napoleon has ridden within range. May I have your permission to try a shot?"
WELLINGTON : "! ... Certainly not!"

Mercer salutes and goes away.

WELLINGTON : "Commanders of Army have something better to do than fire at each other."

Then British troops begin to sing spontaneously.

British Troops sing : "..... Boney was a warrior, Oh aye, oh, Boney was a warrior, John Franzo ... Boney was a warrior, Oh aye, oh, Boney was a warrior, John Franzo! Bonney warred the Russian, Oh aye, oh,  Bonney warred the Prussian, John Franzo! Bonney warred the Russian, Oh aye, oh,  Bonney warred the Prussian, John Franzo! .... (REPEAT)"

WELLINGTON : "Brotherly business's, isn't it; Delancy, a killing."
DELANCY : "Shall I shut them up, sir?"
WELLINGTON : "No, no, indulge it." "Anything that wastes time this morning. indulge it."
WELLINGTON : "Normally, I don't like cheering. But there's always a time to cut cards with the devil."
WELLINGTON : "Would you kindly announce me? Delancy."

Delancy smiled, and goes to the front of troops on horseback.

DELANCY : "Who's the lad who leathers the French?"

Soldiers answer by the cheer.

Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier K : "Who's the boy with the hooky nose?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier L : "Who's the boy to kick Boney's arse?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"

WELLINGTON : "I have no need of a white horse to puff me, By God!"

Wellington calmly goes to the front of troops on horseback.

British Soldier M : "Who gives salt to Marshal Soult?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier N : "Who gave Johnny Francois's jaw a jolt?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier O : "Who'll beat and peck Boney's bum?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier P : "Who makes the "Parlez-vous" to run?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier Q : "Who's the boy with the hooky nose?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier R : "Who's the lad who leathers the French?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!"
British Soldier S : "Who's the boy to kick Boney's arse?"
Soldiers chorus : "Our Atty!!!!"

[Scene 29 , Might on the Right]

EXTERIOR : South of La Belle Alliance

Napoleon gets down from his hourse, but at once, gets stuck in the muddy ground.

NAPOLEON : "Come on! Get me out! Get me out!"

His aides get him out from the mud in a hurry.

NAPOLEON : [ Drouot was right. This mud may kill us. ]
[ The only enemy I fear is nature. ]

SOULT : "The battle orders, Sire."
NAPOLEON : "There're more orders here than there were for the siege of Troy."
SOULT : "Yes."

Napoleon looks about a field through a telescope, and briefs the entourages.

NAPOLEON : "You can tell by the position of his guns, his might is on the right side. So that would be he's afraid of his right."
"All right." "Therefore that's where we'll tease him."
"We'll have a diversionary action."
" We .. tease on a right side. Then if he weakens his center to support the right," "then, then I'll know the calibre of this English aristocrat."

[Scene 30 , Today's fox]

EXTERIOR : Mont-St. Jean

Wellington and his staffs have a glass of wine to pray their victory.

WELLINGTON : "Gentlemen. .. Today's fox."

WELLINGTON : "Clever chap, your tailor, Hay."
HAY : "'Dunmore and Lockes' in St. James, your grace."
WELLINGTON : "Remind me of that, Delancy."
"I all like my men well-dressed .. for the enemy."
Wellington cynically glanced at Picton.
PICTON : "...."

[Scene 31 , "I have a son"]

EXTERIOR : South of La Belle Alliance

Napoleon is sitting on a folding chair, and looking at small portrait of his son, King of Rome.

NAPOLEON : ".. LeBedoyere."
LEBEDOYERE : "Yes, Sire."
NAPOLEON : "Do you have any children?"
LEBEDOYERE : "Yes, Sire. I have one son. Very young. Not taller than your boot."
NAPOLEON : "And a few hour with you, would you want to be here today?"
NAPOLEON : "..." "Yes? Why?"
LEBEDOYERE : "So he could see you, Sire."

Napoleon laughs.

NAPOLEON : "... See me? ... You know I have a son."
"And I'd give anything of the world to see him, ... give my heart, give my life. ... But not here."
"I wouldn't want him to witness this battle today."

Napoleon stands up, puts portrait on a desk. Then, clasping his hands behind his back, He walks off.
Both armies are waiting a order, standing by. It is like the calm before a storm.

NAPOLEON : "His main strength is beyond that hill. What he shows me is only a facade. He is clever. Clever."

NAPOLEON : "We'll begin the attack there." "At Hougoumont." (*)

[Scene 32 , The Ball opens]

EXTERIOR : Mont-St. Jean

One cannon shot became the signal for beginning a battle. The silence was shattered by a thunderous salvo from the French artillery. Soon after both armies's artillery has opened fire, the battlefield is covered by cannon's white smoke.

WELLINGTON : "Well, that opens the ball."

Delancy checked his watch.

DELANCY : "Thirty-five minutes past eleven."

Generals checked the time by own watch.

WELLINGTON :"Thank you, gentlemen. Return to your positions."
DELANCY : "Return to your positions!"

Officers return to own position.

British-Officer : "Fire!"

EXTERIOR : Uphill slope of Mont-St. Jean

After hard preliminary fire, the French troops begin to march for frontal attack. Part of Reille's II Corps intend to attack against the Chateau of Hougoumont. ( This task was entrusted to Prince Jerome Bonaparte, Divisional-commander, and General Foye. ) (*)

French-Officer : "Battalion, We advance!" "Companies! Forward!"

[Scene 33 , Hougoumont]

EXTERIOR : Orchard of Hougoumont

The French infantrymen are going through the orchard under a hail of fire.


Twice the Nassauers and Hanoverians defended the area, drove back the French. However, gradually the French made a ground, and in the end the Allied troops were driven back into the Chateau itself. But the Chateau and its garden were already garrisoned by detachments of the British Guards, and the six-foot garden wall was too big obstacle to use the bayonet. So the French had to have a hard fight.

EXTERIOR : Mont-St. Jean

Delancy comes on horseback in a hurry.

DELANCY : "He's committed Foy's division, now, sir. He intends to turn us on the right."
WELLINGTON : "What a matter seems to intend and what he does, will be as different as white-knight to black-bishop."
DELANCY : "We can quickly move the 95th down, sir."
WELLINGTON : "I do not intend to run around like a wet hen."
WELLINGTON : "There'll be plenty of time, sir."

EXTERIOR : Hougoumont


Wellington gave orders to British horse-battery to dislodge the enemy's infantry from those inclosures by shells, and British Guardsmen were making a great effort, well keeping the Chateau against repeated attacks of the enemy. As a result, the French's first try neither broke through the enemy lines nor attracted the enemy's reserve on the right. Wellington coped with the diversion. (*)

[Scene 34 , d'Erlon's Assault]

EXTERIOR : La Belle Alliance

Putting a telescope on Guard-Chasseur's shoulder, Napoleon is looking at the battle situation through a telescope. He repent having underrated Wellington.

NAPOLEON:[ He hasn't moved. He's nailed himself to his ridge. ]
[ This Englishman has two qualities that I admire. Caution and, above all, courage. ]

He angrily fold up his telescope.

NAPOLEON : "He hasn't moved."
"Now's time, we move over the heavy artillery against Picton."

EXTERIOR : The edge of the Wavre road

The French massed eighty-four cannons on a low rise to the east of the Brussels highway. These contained twenty-four 12-pounders, 'the beautiful daughters'. These impressive batteries opened a thunderous barrage against enemy's line. So the British's forefront on this side of the hill had a heavy damage, and above all, the Dutch and the Belgian, troops of Bylandt, were suffering under many casualties. But, on the whole, a wetness of the ground limited British loss. Therefore, the result of the French preliminary fire was insufficient to break through the line.

Wellington and his escorts come to Picton's position.

WELLINGTON : "It seem he's swinging his weight to you, Picton."

Picton is smoking a cigar calmly, doesn't take notice of danger.

PICTON : "I've never seen guns move so smoothly."
WELLINGTON : "He moves his cannon as likeness of a pistol."
WELLINGTON : "I doubt if Bylandt's brigade will stand." (*)
PICTON : "Never mind." "Let'em have a taste of it."
WELLINGTON : "If they don't run first."

EXTERIOR : Rightwing frontline of the French

The four divisions of d'Erlon's Corps prepared to advance to execute the first main attack. Ney, the Battlefield-commander, signs to his troops by cocked hat, French infantryman begin to march. They formed vast columns, but these massive columns were outdated formation which severely restricted their tactical flexibility. (*)

EXTERIOR : The edge of the Wavre road

WELLINGTON : "They're coming on in the same old style."
PICTON : "And so we'll have to meet them in the same old style."

The sound of drum is coming closer.

PICTON : "..."
WELLINGTON : "This one's going to take careful timing."

[Scene 35 , The Gin is our Spirits]

EXTERIOR : The edge of the Wavre road

The British infantrymen are lining up, and waitting for order. British sergeant, who cannot speak smoothly as he was so drunk, pours them a cup of gin.

British sergeant : "Gin up, Boys. Get it while you can."
"The French will have it out of you in a minute, anyway."

The Soldiers feel extremely tense before conflicting to the enemy.

The new corporal O'Connor offers gin to Tomlinson.

Corporal O'Connor : "Dick?"
Pvt. Tomlinson : "No, thank you."

He declines to drink. So O'Connor next offers gin to Mckevitt.

Corporal O'Connor : "Have a soup of gin, with his Majesty's compliments." "Remind me to thank him next time we visit the palace."

But McKevitt ignores him, is praying to God.

Pvt. McKevitt : "Would you say they're many after?"
Corporal O'Connor : "Look! I'm not a God. I'm man, can't see through a hill."
Pvt. McKevitt : "It's like. ... It's like the whole of bloody hell .. is coming up out of the ground."

McKevitt crosses by his hand.

Corporal O'Connor : "Nothing frightens me more than being next to a friend of the Almighty." "... Jesus."

O'Connor drinks gin more.

British officer : "The 27th!" (*)"will prepare to advance!"

French infantry comes more closer. Tomlinson is shocked to look at marching drummer boys still young.

[Scene 36 , A Snuff]

EXTERIOR : Near the Charleroi road

Uxbridge and Ponsonby are standing by with their cavalries.

PONSONBY : "Before we go, Uxbridge."

Ponsonby offers a snuff to Uxbridge


Uxbridge takes the snuff.

UXBRIDGE : "Ah, .. Ahchoo!" "Savage stuff, Ponsonby."
PONSONBY : "You don't see its like anymore. My father left us a hundred weight, done a last ounce. An old Jew in Alexandria had the blend."
UXBRIDGE : "Ahchoo!!" "Blend?"

Ponsonby laughs. But, soon, snuff's smell reminded him of his father's last moment. He says with a serious look on his face.

PONSONBY : "My father was brutal, just killed by French. Never should have happened."
"His horse got bogged down in a poured field and the brute just gave up. Seven damn lancers had him like a tiger in a pit."
"Bad luck, eh, Uxbridge?"
UXBRIDGE : "Damned bad luck."
PONSONBY : "Yes, particularly bad luck. He had four hundred better horses in his stable to hurdle."

EXTERIOR : Hougoumont


In Hougoumont, They were still having a hard fight. The French was requesting more reinforcement. Though Reille tried to put more infantry into the Chateau and garden, they were repelled again. This 'Fortress' didn't fall yet.

[Scene 37 , Picton Killed]

EXTERIOR : The edge of the Wavre road

French massive columns broke through the skirmisher's line, were approaching a top of the ridge.

WELLINGTON : "Bylandt's brigade has broken. Plug the gap, if you please."

Picton nods.

WELLINGTON : "Now is time for the Heavy-Cavalry, I think."
British Officer : "By all means, sir."

PICTON : "Gordon."
"Get your bastards up onto the crest. I'll bring up the rest of the brigade."
GORDON : "Don't hurry yourself, Pic!"
"My lads'll hold them, aye, 'till you come."
PICTON : "Get forward! Damn you lies."
Gordon smiles.
GORDON : "The 92nd will advance!"
"Glen-plaid Machree! ( Greenslade Mackenna ?) "

Pipers begin to play a pibroch. The 92nd begin to advance.

EXTERIOR : La Belle Alliance

Napoleon has been looking at this situation through a telescope.

NAPOLEON : "Has Wellington nothing to offer me but these Amazons?" (*)

EXTERIOR : Rightwing frontline of the French

MERCER : "Fire!"

British Horse-batteries volley in short range. Many French infantryman and drummer boys are cut to pieces and blown away by shells.

EXTERIOR : Slope of the Wavre road

Leading Kempt's brigade and Pack's brigade, Picton rides on horse at the head of his troops. His troops engage with the enemy's columns, then Picton orders them to charge.

PICTON : "On! You drunken rascals! You whore's melts! You thieves! You garbages!"

They got into a confused fight. At this moment, an unfortunate shot struck Picton through the forehead, and he fell dead.

[Scene 38 , Now, Scots-Greys]

Lord Uxbridge had his two heavy-cavalry brigades, namely Somerset's Household Brigade and Ponsonby's Union Brigade. (This Union Brigade contained Scots-Greys, The 2nd Royal North British Dragoons.) Uxbridge, on perceiving the advance of the French cavalry by La-Haye-Sainte, decided to charge. The former goes against the enemy's cavalry, the latter goes against the enemy's massive infantry and artillery.

EXTERIOR : East of the Charleroi road

PONSONBY : "Now! Scots-Greys!" (*) "Now!"

Trumpets had sounded to charge, all horsemen drew their saber and began to gallop. They did finest maneuver, swept away French cuirassiers and infantry divisions. But Scots-Greys forgot their primary order which support British infantry and rode forward to join the battle at increasing speed. They fought like a tiger, even succeed in capturing the 45th French regiment's eagle, 'The Invincible'. (*)

EXTERIOR : La Belle Alliance

NAPOLEON : "Those men on grey horses are terrifying."
Gen. KELLERMAN (*): "They are the noblest cavalry in Europe, and the worst led."
(Lev Polyakov)
NAPOLEON : "That may be. .. That may be."
"But We'll match them with our lancers."

Then, trumpets sounded the charge, the Jacquinot's lancers appeared in a front. They together with fresh cuirassiers were launched to assault the Scots-Greys. (*)

EXTERIOR : Southeast of La Haye Sainte

Scots-Greys break through the enemy line, aim to enemy's cannon, dashing like hell.

PONSONBY : "We're the Hard Boys!" "Charge for the guns!"

EXTERIOR : Mont-St. Jean

Then, looking at this situation, Wellington and Uxbridge become aware that French lancers are going to attack them. (*)

UXBRIDGE : "Sound the recall!"

Trumpeter is sounding the recall again and again, but they are too far, cannot hear.

WELLINGTON : "Stop that useless noise!"
Trumpeter : "!"
WELLINGTON : "You'll hurt yourself."

EXTERIOR : Near La Belle Alliance

Just when Scots-Greys were going to overrun the enemy's guns, the French infantry blocked off their way and lancers attacked on their flank. Their positions have now been reversed.

PONSONBY : "Back! Get back! Sound the recall!"

Scots-Greys's horseman A : "Lancers on your left!"
Scots-Greys's horseman B : "Look out on the left!"
Scots-Greys's horseman D : "Get back! Boys!"
Scots-Greys's horseman C : "We are flanked!"

Suffering a sudden attack, Scots-Greys failed to rally. So they panicked and forced to rout.
Major-General Ponsonby got lost, and was with only trumpeter. Then the seven lancers were following close behind. But, unfortunately, his horse got stuck in the mud like his father had done. He could not move in any direction.

PONSONBY :"Give these to my son! Ride on, save yourself."

Ponsonby handed a trumpeter a snuff-box, and drew his sword. But he was caught up with, stabbed with many lances, fell dead. This trumpeter desperately was going to run away, but in the end a lancer stabbed his back with the lance too.

[Scene 39 , Where is Grouchy?]

EXTERIOR : Far south of Wavre

Ten miles away, the south of Wavre, Marshal Grouchy and his rightwing army were still singularly little action. Obeying Emperor's order of the previous night, he intended to attack on Wavre. However, Blucher had left Wavre for Waterloo before. There was only a Rear-guard, Thielemann's Corps. Grouchy and his staff could hear a sound of gun from Waterloo, but he did nothing.

GERARD : "By God! Sir, the cannons are calling us. March to the sound of the guns. We have a third of the Army! Our duty is to ..."
GROUCHY : "Do not presume to teach me my duty, General Gerard." "My orders from the Emperor were precise. To keep my sword in Blucher's back."
GERARD : "If you will not march to the sound of the guns, then allow me to go."
GROUCHY : "And divide my force?" "... France would hang me."
"Maybe France would be right." (*)

EXTERIOR : La Belle Alliance

Napoleon noticed something moving on the horizon of the north-east. Signs of movement could be detected amongst the tree in the direction of Chapelle-St. Lambert.

NAPOLEON : "LeBedoyere!"
LEBEDOYERE : "Yes, Sire."
NAPOLEON : "What's moving there?"

LeBedoyere looks at that through a telescope.

LEBEDOYERE : "I see men marching in column. Maybe five or six thousand."
Grandmaster of the Palace, Gen. BERTRAND (*) : "He's right!"
(Boris Molchanov)

Soult hurryingly looks at that through a telescope too.

SOULT : "I see horses now."

Napoleon takes the telescope, looks at that too.

NAPOLEON : "Horses? But whose? The French or the Prussians?"

EXTERIOR : Mont-St. Jean

At that time, Wellington and his staff noticed that too. They are looking at that through telescopes.

DELANCY : "I think it's Grouchy's blue, sir."
UXBRIDGE : "It's what we feared, sir. Grouchy has come across."
WELLINGTON : "Damn it! It could be Prussian black."

WELLINGTON :"Hay! Your eyes're young. You tell me the color."
HAY : "I think they're ... I think they're ..."

EXTERIOR : La Belle Alliance

NAPOLEON : "Prussians."

Muddy Ney is going to look at that unknown troops through a telescope.

NAPOLEON : "This's not necessary, that's not necessary. It's the Prussians." "But as far as you and I concerned, and the army, they're on the moon." (*)"Is that understood?"
NEY : "Yes, Sire."
NAPOLEON : "This Wellington wages war in a new way. He fights sitting on his arse. Well, we'll have to move him off it."

NAPOLEON : "Where is Grouchy?"

Napoleon comes near his desk, points on the map.

NAPOLEON : "La-Haye-Sainte."
"The one who wins the farmhouse wins the battle." (*) "Go on."

Ney salutes by hitting heel, and he goes back a front.

NAPOLEON : "Where is Grouchy?" "I need those men! Where is Grouchy?" "Why do I have to do everything myself?"

Suddenly, feeling pain, Napoleon bends himself forward. Everyone is surprised, his entourages run up to the Emperor.

BERTRAND : "Sire, Sire, are you wounded?"
Imperial Surgeon-General LARREY (*) : "As your doctor I advise you to come out the field, Sire. Sire, you must lie down for a hour."
(Kristyan Yanakiyev)
NAPOLEON : "..."

NAPOLEON : "I'm all right. It's just my stomach."
"I'm all right, I'm all right."

Imperial staff and Guard are keeping an eye on Napoleon anxiously. So, Napoleon is going to reassure everyone, pretends to be calm.

NAPOLEON : "LeBedoyere. LeBedoyere."

To take a rest, Napoleon walked off.

[Scene 40 , The limits of glory]

EXTERIOR : South of La Belle Alliance

In broken windmil, Napoleon is lying down on straw, and LeBedoyere is standing beside him.

NAPOLEON : "You know ... after the Austerlitz ... I said I would have ... six more good years."
"And now, ... it's ten years ... and nine campaigns later."
LEBEDOYERE : "Every word."

NAPOLEON : "After I'm dead, then I'm gone, what do you think the world'd say of me? "
LEBEDOYERE : "It will say you extended the limits of glory."

Napoleon smiles, but he changes his mind.

NAPOLEON : "Is that all I'm going to leave my son?"
".. The limits of glory."

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