"I don't know what you're talking about—'going on like this.'
I'm—going—on."
"What's the good? You've had enough. If I were you I should go home. You know you can't stand it."
"What? Go and leave my cars to Sutton?"
"McClane could take them."
"I don't know how long McClane signed on for. I signed on for the duration of the war."
"There wasn't any signing on."
"Well, if you like, I swore I wouldn't go back till it was over."
"Yes, and supposing it happens again."
"What should happen again?"
"What happened this afternoon…. And it wasn't the first time."