Canadian Reporter: Lieutenant Brown, the readers of the Toronto Star want to know about Canada's newest Ace.
Roy Brown: What is there to know? I'm just a technician; I change things.
Canadian Reporter: Change things?
Roy Brown: Put a plane in front of me, with a man in it, I change them into a wreck and a corpse.
Canadian Reporter: Well... well how do you like France?
Roy Brown: It's a nice country, isn't it? Lots of my friends will be staying after the war.
Canadian Reporter: Ah... how do you like the French girls, Lieutenant?
Roy Brown: With both their arms and legs, I think.
Canadian Reporter: [coughs] ... the German planes, are they dangerous?
Roy Brown: The Germans, they're dangerous. The planes, they're dangerous too. They kill as many Germans as we do, the same way ours do us.
Canadian Reporter: But now that we outnumber the Germans, we're... we're winning, aren't we?
Roy Brown: How in Christ's name do I know? I go out in the morning and try to stay alive till I run out of petrol. One day I come back and they tell me I'm an Ace.
Canadian Reporter: But you've... you've shot down eight German planes!
Roy Brown: Is it eight? God Almighty I thought it was a hundred. I keep shooting him down but he's always up there in the morning. How the hell do I know who's winning the war? One of these mornings...
Canadian Reporter: One of these mornings, it'll all be over.
Roy Brown: How can it be over? There's still some of us alive. They wouldn't end it with any of us alive, now would they?
