How can it be over? There's still some of us alive. They wouldn't end it with any of us...

Canadian Reporter:
Lieutenant Brown, the readers of the Toronto Star want to know about Canada's newest Ace. Roy Brown:
What is there to know? I'm just a technician; I change things. Canadian Reporter:
Change things? Roy Brown:
Put a plane in front of me, with a man in it, I change them into a wreck and a corpse. Canadian Reporter:
Well... well how do you like France? Roy Brown:
It's a nice country, isn't it? Lots of my friends will be staying after the war. Canadian Reporter:
Ah... how do you like the French girls, Lieutenant? Roy Brown:
With both their arms and legs, I think. Canadian Reporter:
[coughs]
... the German planes, are they dangerous? Roy Brown:
The Germans, they're dangerous. The planes, they're dangerous too. They kill as many Germans as we do, the same way ours do us. Canadian Reporter:
But now that we outnumber The Germans, we're... we're winning, aren't we? Roy Brown:
How in Christ's name do I know? I go out in the morning and try to stay alive till I run out of petrol. One day I come back and they tell me I'm an Ace. Canadian Reporter:
But you've... you've shot down eight German planes! Roy Brown:
Is it eight? God Almighty I thought it was a hundred. I keep shooting him down but he's always up there in the morning. How the hell do I know who's winning the war? One of these mornings... Canadian Reporter:
One of these mornings, it'll all be over. Roy Brown:
How can it be over? There's still some of us alive. They wouldn't end it with any of us alive, now would they?