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In the attic. Robin and Roland whispering.
ROLAND If we don't do Man in, he will do us in. You heard him ask Rosemary, ‘shall I shoot him?‘ Completely cold-blooded. We might have been vermin – and he meant it.
ROBIN So what? Of course he would have done it. And if we shoot him, what do you think would happen next? We should be killed.
ROLAND I know that, but we would have taken one of the swine with us. It would be no worse than living as we are.
ROBIN Nor better. We mustn't be premature; we must plan.
ROLAND Lucky we don't give a damn for them. Let's talk again later. In the meantime we can think.
ROBIN They can't bug our minds. What about P.A.? Or Priest?
ROLAND P.A.'s a gas bag; and Priest's no good till someone wants to know who has won – he'll be on the winning side.
ROBIN There won't be one. Good night; they have won already.
ROLAND They have won. I have not lost – yet. Sleep, but not too well.