We're too little to lose each other.

My dear Oskar, trust an experienced colleague. Our kind must never sit in the audience. Our kind must perform and run the show, or it's the others that will run us. And the others are coming. They will take over the fairgrounds. They will stage torchlight parades. They will build platforms and fill them, and from those platforms preach our destruction.

— Take your umbrella. It looks like rain.
— An umbrella? With this uniform?