[Edmund and a group of males are lining up to join the war.]
Intake Officer:
Are you sure you're 18?
Edmund:
Why? Do I look older?
[Edmund gives the intake officer his National Registration identity card. The intake officer takes it, opens it, and notices the name "Alberta Scrubb" in it.]
Intake Officer:
Alberta Scrubb?
Edmund:
That's a typographical error. It's supposed to be Albert A. Scrubb.
Lucy:
[Walks in holding a wooden box full of groceries] Edmund. [Edmund turns to her] You're supposed to be helping me with the groceries.
[The intake officer gives Edmund his National Registration identity back. Edmund takes it back.]
Male:
[Laughing, ruffles Edmund's head] Better luck next time, eh, squirt?
[Edmund and Lucy walk outside.]
Edmund:
Squirt? [Takes the box from his sister] He barely had two years on me. I'm a king.
[Edmund and Lucy walk over to Lucy's bicycle.]
Edmund:
I've fought wars and– and I've lead armies.
[As Edmund places the box on the back of the bicycle, Lucy places her bag on the basket of the bicycle.]
Lucy:
Not in this world.
Edmund:
Yeah. Instead I'm stuck here, doing battle with Eustace Clarence Scrubb. If anyone so deserved a name.
[As Edmund straps the box to the back of the bicycle, Lucy notices a young officer and a young woman chatting. The woman tucks her hair behind her ear, leading Lucy to do the same.]
Edmund:
[Notices his sister tucking her hair behind her ear] What are you doing?
Lucy:
Nothing. Come on then.
[As Edmund and Lucy walk away, Edmund glances at the officer and the woman.]
