Most. Cliched. Line. Ever. Today's Mary Worth wins some kind of an award for that line "...Barring any injuries...to my body, for my heart...It's too late." Congratulations, Mary Worth.
Apparently the city Heathcliff lives in has some sort of Midnight Madness at the Polling Station. That's the only explanation I could think of as to why the Nutmegs are going to vote when the moon is that high in the sky.
I'm not sure if this is a insult to Army career training or an insult to Beetle's intelligence. Or both.