BILL
Yes, yes, Jim. That was the Blue Bear down at Wimbledon.
JIM
Yes, and the room was all full of golden light. And there was beer with light in it, and some would be spilt on the counter and there was light in that too. And there was a girl standing there with yellow hair. She'd be the other side of that door now, with lamplight in her hair among the angels, and the old smile on her lips if one of them chaffed her, and her pretty teeth a-shining. She would be very near the throne; there was never any harm in Jane.
BILL
No, there was never any 'arm in Jane, Jim.
JIM
Oh, I don't want to see the angels, Bill. But if I could see Jane again (points in direction of laugh) he might laugh as much as he cared to whenever I wanted to cry. You can't cry here, you know, Bill.
BILL
You shall see her again, Jim.