Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb1964

Group Capt. Lionel Mandrake:
Erm, what about the planes, sir? Surely we must issue the recall code immediately.

General Jack D. Ripper:
Group Captain, the planes are not gonna be recalled. My attack orders have been issued, and the orders stand.

Group Capt. Lionel Mandrake:
Well, if you'll excuse me saying so, sir, that would be, to my way of thinking, rather... well, rather an odd way of looking at it. You see, if a Russian attack was in progress, we would certainly not be hearing civilian broadcast.

General Jack D. Ripper:
Are you certain of that, Mandrake?

Group Capt. Lionel Mandrake:
Oh, I'm absolutely positive about it.

General Jack D. Ripper:
And what if it is true?

Group Capt. Lionel Mandrake:
Well, I'm afraid I'm still not with you, sir, because, I mean, if a Russian attack was not in progress, then your use of Plan R - in fact, your order to the entire Wing... Oh. I would say, sir, that there were something dreadfully wrong somewhere.

General Jack D. Ripper:
Now why don't you just take it easy, Group Captain, and please make me a drink of grain alcohol and rainwater, and help yourself to whatever you'd like.

Group Capt. Lionel Mandrake:
General Ripper, Sir, as an officer in Her Majesty's Air Force, it is my clear duty, under the present circumstances, to issue the recall code, upon my own authority, and bring back the Wing. If you'll excuse me, sir.

Group Capt. Lionel Mandrake:
I'm afraid, sir, I must ask you for the key, and the recall code. Have you got them handy, sir?