Lady Astor: Winston, we have learned Biology.
Churchill: Finally, our stagnant cities can grow again! York hasn't been able to run many specialists of late.
Lady Astor: And now we should research...?
Churchill: Gas Turbine.
Lady Astor: Not Corporation, which India and Carthage can both learn?
Monty: Not Rifling, to gain an advantage in firepower for our expeditionary forces?
Churchill: No, neither. We don't want to obsolete the Great Lighthouse, on which our empire's prosperity is built. And surely, General Montgomery, we should build more Redcoats, which can be upgraded into Pinch Riflemen in future?
Lord Beaverbook:
(sniggering) Yeah, Shirley.
Lady Astor:
(sighing) In other news, Ho and Boudica each founded new cities. Ho also captured the last Egyptian stronghold; Hatshepsut is reported missing.
Churchill: That's a picture of the ocean. Although Hatty is little, so I suppose I can see how one could lose track of her.
Lady Astor: Stalin asked us to go to war with the Iroquois. We declined.
Churchill: Stalin won't help us; we won't help him. Simple. Admiral Nelson?
Nelson: Our Scouting Force has retreated to San Francisco harbour in the face of superior forces.
<CHURCHILL sighs, deeply>
Monty: An overview of the Viking continent seems to be called for at this point.
Churchill: Those Clams, Sugar, and Silk would be nice to have, after Gustav and Saladin bleed each other to death.
Lord Beaverbook: I can report that London has reached its maximum size.
Churchill: I can just picture what that commute is like. Lady Astor, any developments?
Lady Astor: Mao has founded another city. And we met this heathen:
Churchill: Ugh, another one? Can he even speak?
Lady Astor: Well enough to solicit a gift of Civil Service. The Mayans can be another thorn in the Vikings' side.
Churchill: Makes sense. Lord Beaverbook, what was that weird beam of light shooting out of Oxford?
Lord Beaverbook: Sir Winston, we have completed the Statue of Liberty!
Churchill: Splendid! I'm sure Franklin won't mind, considering that there can't be much liberty in New York with the Japanese on their doorstep.
Nelson: The Irish seem to have grown tired of the privateering in their waters; they are pursuing the Jolly George with malicious intent
In addition, our Scouting Force is now calling for assistance in the face of overwhelming odds
Churchill: So send more ships!
Monty: We continue to maintain a defense force off the shores of our northern colonies, and these ships are also needed to defend the force of transports which will move our northern expeditionary force to aid the Americans. None of these ships can be spared!
Nelson: After the failure of the army to be prepared for the last Japanese invasion, and with China's navy unaccounted for, our ships must guard our shores, Sir Winston. In any event, our Frigates were overmatched by Japan's Galleases.
Churchill: So bring up the cruiser squadron that is patrolling near Richmond! If we cannot win control of the seas off Japan, we cannot aid America.
Lady Astor: Speaking of which, Roosevelt just canceled the deal we had for his Wine.
Churchill: No more 2-buck Chuck? Let me make some calls...
<dials>
Gandhi: Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's needs, but not every man's greed. Greetings, Churchill the Oppressor.
Churchill: Yes, about that. Would you give us some money?
Gandhi: Nope.
Churchill: You're a lousy colony, India.
<hangs up>
<redials>
Boudica: Hello?
Churchill: Ah, Boudi! How's my little Irish colleen?
Boudica: What do you want, Winston?
Churchill: Your Wine for our Fish?
Lord Beaverbook:
(interjecting) Irish wine is a step down from even American wine, Sir Winston!
Boudica:
(ignoring him) Sure. Anything else?
Lord Beaverbook: How about we give you our Banana every turn, and you pay us for the privilege?
Boudica: You've got a deal. In fact, in the picture above, I am literally throwing money at you.
Churchill: It'll have to do.
<hangs up>
Lady Astor: That was a nice piece of negotiation, Lord Beaverbook's clumsy innuendo's notwithstanding.
Lord Beaverbook: Over and over again. Every turn.
Lady Astor: Ew.
Churchill: If you thought that was nice, check this out.
<dials>
Stalin: Здравствуйте, Churchill! What can you do for the Motherland today?
Churchill: Yes, about that: We're canceling that Clams for 10g/turn deal.
Stalin: Capitalist oppressor!
Churchill: Goodbye until you have more cash flow, Uncle Joe!
<hangs up>
<dials>
Gandhi: Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony. Hello again, Winston Churchill.
Churchill: Hello, Mo. Would it be harmonious to offer you Clams in exchange for 22g/turn?
Gandhi: It is health that is real wealth, and not pieces of gold or silver.
Churchill: You said that already.
Gandhi: So I did.
Churchill: I'll take that as a yes. Goodbye, Mohandas!
<hangs up>
Churchill: Poor fellow; he's always wearing the same suit as the Roman chap. I almost feel guilty exploiting him.
<CHURCHILL, LADY ASTOR, and LORD BEAVERBOOK all laugh>