Mackinnon! Colonel? For God sake, smoke that bloody thing like a man! Stop puffing at...

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]