Alex Ferns credited as playing...
Le lieutenant Gordon
- Le Major: Everyone to their posts!
- Gordon: [a moment of indecision] Every man to his post!
- Le Major: Quickly!
- [the Scottish soldiers get in position along the trench wall]
- German Soldiers: [Someone in the German trench stands up and walks into No Man's Land] No, stay here! What're you doing? Come back!
- Le Major: Well, what the hell are you doing! Shoot the bloody Kraut!
- [the Scottish soldiers look at each other; they don't fire]
- Le Major: What are you waiting for? Shoot him, God damn it! Holidays are over!
- [the soldiers shoot in the air to warn the man in No Man's Land, who begins to run toward the French trench]
- Le Major: What the hell do you think you're playing at? Shoot him!
- [Again the soldiers look at each other, shake their heads, and don't fire]
- Le Major: Shoot him!
- [Jonathan shoots the man, who falls midway between the French and German trenches]
- Le Major: Stand down from your posts.
- [They do]
- Le Major: Shame on you, Gordon. Shame on you.
- [Ponchel's alarm clock rings in No Man's Land. Gordon looks out to see Lieutenant Audebert running to help the man Jonathan shot - Ponchel in a German uniform]
- Ponchel: Be silly to die disguised as a German, eh?
- Lieutenant Audebert: What the devil were you doing?
- Ponchel: I had a German help me. I saw my mother. We drank a coffee, just like before... You have a son.
- [Lieutenant Audebert can no longer keep from crying]
- Ponchel: His name is Henri.
- [Ponchel dies, and Lieutenant Audebert sobs even harder. Gordon and the Major look on from their trench, Gordon grave, the Major baffled]
- Gordon: We were talking about a cease fire, for Christmas Eve. What do you think? The outcome of this war wont be decided tonight. I don't think anyone would criticize us for laying down our riffles on Christmas Eve.