Young Bill Busby:
Now you get this, Dad. If anyone's fat-headed enough to start a blinking, stupid war these days, he can count me out of it.
Old Bill:
You wouldn't fight?
Young Bill Busby:
Not me.
Old Bill:
And you say that in front of her what lost her Dad in the last war.
Young Bill Busby:
Look, I seen what happened to you, the last time; wasting the four best years of your life, sitting in the mud. And for what?
Old Bill:
For a little place called England. Ever heard of it?
Young Bill Busby:
Eh, Just about.
Old Bill:
It's a place where you can do what you like; say what you like and live as you like. I thought it was worth fighting for. I thought your Mother was worth fighting for. I thought you was worth fighting for - then. Seems I was wrong.
Young Bill Busby:
Yeah, do don't it?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:10