- [after the riot, Thomson confronts some of the rioters who have scarves round their necks to hide their identities; under pressure he signs to say that he agrees to their demands]
- Thomson: There's not one of you who's capable of looking me in the eye, staring me in the face, standing up man-to-man.
- [Toplis removes his scarf, showing his face]
- Thomson: *You* again. I shan't forget you. Who are you? Tell me.
- Percy Toplis: Whoever I want to be. And who are you - any more?
- [soldier jeer and Thomson walks away, defeated]