Quotes
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[last lines]
Harry Pearce : You see you always knew where you were with a public school traitor. Just look for the pipe-smoking sixteen year old sodomite with a copy of E.M. Forster under his arm. He was Victor Gleason's son, so make sure he gets the best of everything. Poor, poor boy.
Peter Ellis : [sitting alone in front of a chess board] Mate in 32.
[waits]
Peter Ellis : Haven't looked at me in days. You don't have to make your mind up now about whether it's worth the risk.
Victor Gleeson : I've made up my mind. Just remember the spider, my boy. When a web is destroyed, what does she do? She spins a new one, even more beautiful, even more complex, and she catches many flies.
