Mother:
Robert! Robert, wait! Now, Uncle Albert will meet you at the station.
Robert:
Do you think he'll have model planes? Fighters, like the ones Dad will be flying?
Mother:
I'm not sure, dear, but he does have a son called Horace who's about your age. He might.
Father:
Cyril, you're in charge now. Children, you're all to listen to Cyril while we're away.
Robert:
Why is he in charge? You're not in charge of me!
Cyril:
Robert, I am.
Robert:
Dad, is there any way I can come with you?
Father:
Robert, who is the most important member of any mission?
Robert:
You are. The pilot.
Father:
No, it's the navigator. A pilot would be lost without one. Your mum and I need you to keep everyone on course.
Robert:
You can count on me.
Father:
[hands him a compass]
So you always know where to find me.
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