"... there's no war here. All we have is people throwing their weight around. You surely didn't think country villages were full of nice kindly people helping each other? Our war is village toughs settling scores, eyeing you up, leering at you, pawing you if they get the chance. People you wouldn't have trusted with sixpence a while ago, standing outside the grocers with pistols in their belts, pushing you in the back. Everybody spying on everybody...