Look, Inspector, I'd give thousands… yes, thousands…
You'reoffering the money at the wrong time. Mr Birling. No, I don't think any of you will forget. Nor that young man, Croft, through he at least had some affection for her and made her happy for a time. Well, Eva Smith's gone. You can't do her any more harm. And you can't do her any good now, either. You can't eve say "I'm sorry, Eva Smith."
That's the worst of it.
But just remember this. One Eva Smith has gone but there are millions and millions and millions of Eva Smiths and John Smiths still left with us, with their lives, their hopes and fears, their suffering and chance of happiness, all intertwined with our lives, and what we think and say and do.
We don't live alone. We are members of one body. We are responsible for each other.
And I tell you that the time will soon come when, if men will not learn that lesson, then they will be taught it in fire and blood and anguish. Good night.