Monty: What light in yonder Kremlin
It is the east and Stalin is the
sun! . . . Stalin: O, Monty, Monty, wherefore art
Thou art thyself although Montgomery, Wert thou but mine and not
But how can Monty be a Bolshevik?
Monty: Call me but thine, and I'll be
Henceforth I shall be thy Montgomery.
Stalin: Thou knowst the iron curtain
masks my face Else might I blush, perchance
bepaint my cheek, For meeting thee half way. Dost
love me, Monty?
Monty: Now, by Britannia's word and
bond I swearStalin: O, swear not by perfidious Albion
Who monthly visiteth America.
Monty: I swear by the Imperial General
StaffStalin: No, no, brave...