...May I ask you where you studied? ...Well, I didn't really study any place, Lady... I...

Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: ...May I ask you where you studied? One-Round: ...Well, I didn't really study any place, Lady... I just sort of... picked it up. Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: You know, I was so surprised when I heard what you were playing. It brought back something that, really, I'd completely forgotten all about: my 21st birthday party. You see, my father had engaged a string quintet to come in and play in the evening; and while they were playing Boccherini, someone came in and said the old queen had passed away. And everyone went home. And that was the end of my party, all that time ago, in Pangbourne. [Silence] Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll run and make the tea. The kettle *must* be nearly on the boil. [She leaves] One-Round: Who's she talkin' about? Old queen who?

May I ask you where you studied? Well, I didn't really study anyplace, lady. I just picked it up. You know, I was so surprised when I heard what you were playing. It brought back something that really I'd completely forgotten all about. My 21st birthday party. You see, my father had engaged a string quintet... to come in and play in the evening. And while they were playing Boccherini, someone came in and said the old queen had passed away. Then everyone went home. And that was the end of my party. All that time ago in pang Bourne. Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll run and make the tea. The kettle must be nearly on the boil. Who's she talking about? Old queen who? Look, I don't care how we do this job, but let's leave her out of it. I say, hadn't we better discuss it later? I don't want to discuss it. I want it settled here and now. All right, Louis. I'll put it to the vote. But understand this: No one is indispensable, and certainly not you, Louis. Only the plan is essential, the plan, my plan. Major, if we don't use Mrs. "w", if we call in someone else, we'll each have to take a smaller cut. Yes. Good, we see eye-to-eye. I don't care what it means, I want her out of it. Two for her, one against. Harry? I just don't think we can depend on a screwy old dame like that. It's up to you, one round. Uh. You going to leave a decision like this to a thick-eared muscle man like him? How would he know? What do you mean? I got a vote too, ain't I? It's a democracy, ain't it? And what's the matter with muscle anyway? Okay, I'm with you and the major. Mrs. Lopsided just got elected.