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Mrs. Alix Kinross: [to Flags and Maureen at Christmas dinner] Stop whispering, you two. You know, Robin, you really oughtn't to have put them next to each other. Captain Edward V. Kinross: We ought to drink to them. Come on, everybody. To the newly betrothed. Captain Edward V. Kinross, Mrs. Alix Kinross, Bobby Kinross, Lavinia Kinross: The newly betrothed. Bobby Kinross: What's betrothed, Daddy? Captain Edward V. Kinross: The beginning of the end, my boy.

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Freda Lewis: There's one thing I shall never get used to and that's you going away all the time. Ordinary Seaman Shorty Blake: Well, it's your own fault for marrying a sailor. That's fairly asking for trouble, that is. Can't trust any of 'em an inch. Wives in every port. Always coming home unexpected and catching you having tea with the lodger.

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Captain Edward V. Kinross: That first quarrel we had, do you remember? When you went stamping off to listen to the band all by yourself and came back in tears a half an hour later. Mrs. Alix Kinross: It was only because they were playing "The Blue Danube". You know that always makes me feel sort of pent-up and emotional. Captain Edward V. Kinross: That wasn't why you were in tears and there's no use pretending it was. Mrs. Alix Kinross: If I was in tears at all, which I hotly deny, it was probably because that was the very first time I discovered what a horrible, disagreeable character you have. Captain Edward V. Kinross: Still, it was a good honeymoon, as honeymoons go. Mrs. Alix Kinross: It went awfully quickly. Mrs. Alix Kinross: Oh, stop it, Teddy. I refuse to be made sentimental in the middle of a Great Western lunch. Eat up your delicious piece of railway fish and behave yourself.

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Captain Edward V. Kinross: We're living in strange times, darling. It's as well to be prepared. Mrs. Alix Kinross: Yes, I suppose it is.

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Mrs. Kath Hardy: I don't believe that Hitler'd be so silly. What would he expect to gain by having a war? Chief Petty Officer Walter Hardy: World domination, that's what that little rat's after. You mark my words. Mrs. Kath Hardy: They haven't got enough to eat in Germany as it is. Mrs Blacket's nephew, you know the one that travels in underwear, came back from Berlin two months ago. He said they was all half-starved. Chief Petty Officer Walter Hardy: Well, I can't help what Mrs Blacket's nephew says. I think we're for it.

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Chief Petty Officer Walter Hardy: I should like to take the opportunity of this festive occasion to drink the healths of one and all present, and to thank a kindly fate for so arranging that my ship should have to come home for boiler cleaning two days before Christmas - a bit of luck which any sailor would tell you is little short of a bloody miracle. Mrs. Kath Hardy: Walter, how can you? You know I don't like you using that word. Chief Petty Officer Walter Hardy: Be that as it may, Kath, that's a highly expressive word. What's more, it's been bound up with naval tradition since times immemorial.

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