Mrs. V. You know better than that, Pilling.
Pilling. Yes, mum.
Vin. You could never get on without us.
Pilling. No, sir.
Walter. Be honest, man. No one's going to hurt you for it. Tell us the truth, about the overcrowding and the waste of valuable space in the Polygon.
Mrs. V. Yes. Tell us the truth, Pilling, and say you know how necessary we are.
Pilling. You're bread and butter to me, mum, and I know it.
Vin. There you are, Walter.
Walter (impatiently). But he's an exception. He's
Vin. (interrupting). You've got the letter, Pilling.