- Smitty - News Vendor: Paper, Gov'nor? Prime Minister makes a deal with Hitler. Read all about, Sir.
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: No flowers?
- Smitty - News Vendor: Flowers, Sir?
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Yes, flowers. Big ones. Rest in Peace. They're customary at times like these, aren't they?
- Smitty - News Vendor: I see what you mean, Sir. 'Tis a blasted shame, innit? Wing Commander, Sir?
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Yes.
- Smitty - News Vendor: 'Was in the last one me-self, Sir. Sergeant-Major.
- [gesturing towards his missing arm]
- Smitty - News Vendor: Left it at Wipers.
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Don't you ever wonder why?
- Smitty - News Vendor: That I does, Sir. What good did it do? Same old fuss all over again. Only this time, we're acting like a pack of frightened schoolboys.
- bystander: Paper! Great news, what?
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: [sarcastically] Oh, yes, indeed. Wonderful news.
- Smitty - News Vendor: What this country needs is a bit of waking up.
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Will this cover your papers?
- [he tenders some money]
- Smitty - News Vendor: Why, yes, Sir but what er...
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Alright Sergeant-Major, let's try waking them up.
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: [holding the poster 'Peace in Our Time' in one hand and the bundle of papers in the other] Here you are, ladies and gentlemen, the latest edition. Read all about the shame of England. Prime Minister surrenders to the Gangster of Munich.
- bystander: Disgraceful, Sir. And you in a uniform too!
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Extra, extra! All about the great magician. Hitler makes mice out of Englishmen. Runs another bluff on Prime Minister. All about it. Great nation's cowardice astonishes world.
- policeman: 'Ere, 'ere, what''s all this?
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Take one, officer, read about the death of an old friend of yours, England.
- policeman: Now see, 'ere, Sir, you'll create no disturbance in this neighbourhood. If it's criticism of the Government you want to voice, you'll kindly go to Hyde Park.
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: I'm afraid you don't follow me, officer. This isn't a criticism, it's a denouncement.
- policeman: Then you do your denouncing somewhere else. Now get away from here before I run you both in.
- Wing Cmdr. Keith Wilson: Come on Sergeant-Major, I'll buy you another drink.
- Smitty - News Vendor: Another drink? Another drink will make it an even one!