- Brent: [of Jim Bronton] Charles Bronton was my best friend. Respected him. But this young pup was always a flyaway sort. Joined the army when he was 15. What can you expect? Good thing Charles is dead...
- Twist: [to Polly] Come on, this is where we do a fade out.
- [Polly and Twist leave the room. The camera faded out]