Hana:
The war's over - you told me yourself. How can it be desertion?
Oliver:
It's not over everywhere. I didn't mean literally.
Hana:
[looking at Almasy]
When he dies I'll catch up.
Oliver:
[looking over the small cache of provisions]
It's not safe here. The whole country's crawling with Bandits and Germans and God knows what. It's madness. I can't allow it. You're not alright, this is natural. It's shock. For all of us. Hana?
Hana:
[bent]
I need morphine. A lot. And a pistol.
Oliver:
[clutching at straws, about Almasy]
And what if he really is a spy?
Hana:
[impatient]
He can't even move!
Oliver:
If anything happened to you I'd never forgive myself.
[as Hana nods and smiles]
Oliver:
... We're heading for Leghorn. Livorno the Italians call it. We'll expect you.
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