We're ready to make a deal. You have her, we want her, how much? It's as simple as that.
Walter Brown: You're under arrest. Vincent Yost: For what? Walter Brown: Attempted bribery. Vincent Yost: Bribery? Heh - you'd never make it stick. I'm a sales executive for the Midwest Equipment Company, Chicago. I've never even gotten as much as a parking ticket. [On bribes] Walter Brown: I don't say I've never been tempted. Of course I've been tempted; I'm human like anybody else. But to spend the rest of my time worrying when I'll be caught up with by some hoodlum holding a first mortgage on my life, payable on demand...! Naah. No kind of money worth that. Walter Brown: Pardon me, I'd like to get through. Jennings: Sorry, this train wasn't designed for my tonnage, heh. Nobody loves a fat man except his grocer and his tailor! Walter Brown: Sister, I've known some pretty hard cases in my time; you make 'em all look like putty. You're not talking about a sack of gumdrops that's gonna be smashed - you're talking about a dame's life! You may think it's a funny idea for a woman with a kid to stop a bullet for you, only I'm not laughing! Mrs. Neall: Where do you get off, being so superior? Why shouldn't I take advantage of her - I want to live! If you had to step on someone to get something you wanted real bad, would you think twice about it? Walter Brown: Shut up! Mrs. Neall: In a pig's eye you would! You're no different from me. Walter Brown: Shut up! Mrs. Neall: Not till I tell you something, you cheap badge-pusher! When we started on this safari, you made it plenty clear I was just a job, and no joy in it, remember? Walter Brown: Yeah, and it still goes, double! Mrs. Neall: Okay, keep it that way. I don't care whether you dreamed up this gag or not; you're going right along with it, so don't go soft on me. And once you handed out a line about poor Forbes getting killed, 'cause it was his duty. Well, it's your duty too! Even if this dame gets murdered. Walter Brown: You make me sick to my stomach. Mrs. Neall: Well, use your own sink. And let me know when the target practice starts! Walter Brown: You're off your stick - way off. Walter Brown: I love it - so get to the point. Walter Brown: So far they haven't spotted you, and they don't know what you look like. But they've seen me. If they start shooting in my direction, I don't want you hit. Mrs. Neall: You're sure it isn't the other way around? Walter Brown: You're a pretty good judge of crooks, Mrs. Neall; the only place you slip up is with cops. I turned the deal down. Mrs. Neall: Then you're a bigger idiot than I thought! When are you going to get it through your square head that this is big business? And we're right in the middle. Walter Brown: Meaning you'd like to sell out?