Mask of Dust

Guido Rosetti:
[referring to Wells] He's finished and you know it! He should have packed up two years ago.

'Pic' Dallapiccola:
Aye, he's off form. He's in a streak of bad luck. Bad luck, bad roads, bad weather. It's what we all suffer from sooner or later.

Guido Rosetti:
You forgot to add something.

'Pic' Dallapiccola:
Hm?

Guido Rosetti:
Bad nerves.

Laurence Gibson:
It isn't the driver that counts - only the machines. They know that drivers are expendable. You can't salvage a dead driver, but you can build a new machine and give it to someone else to test out. Men like Peter Wells will be tearing the guts out of them tomorrow to give engineers and designers safer ideas so that necks like yours and mine can be saved.

Patricia Wells:
Every time the starter's flag comes down, I die over and over, and there's nothing left inside me to die anymore.

Peter Wells:
But driving's my life, my career! It's what I was meant to do! I have no choice!

'Pic' Dallapiccola:
Marriage and racing - they don't mix!

'Pic' Dallapiccola:
We're indestructible, unkillable.

Patricia Wells:
[dryly] Indestructible!

[last lines]

Peter Wells:
Pat, Pat, now listen to me. I almost lost myself. And you, too. But I got what I came back for. Now, will you please stop talking?

Patricia Wells:
Oh, yes, darling.

[first lines]

Guido Rosetti:
Do you think I'm in the running?

'Pic' Dallapiccola:
With me and Peter in the race?