RILEY: Yes, it might.
MIFFLIN [confidently]: Let me go talk to these new comrades!
RILEY: Comrades? Frankel's wops? Ha, ha!
SALVATORE: Aw, them ain't comrades; them's just Frankel's hired workers.
MIFFLIN: They are comrades in the best sense of the word. I am in touch with all the groups. A moment's reasoning from one they know to be sympathetic—
[He goes out into the factory.]
SALVATORE: Hey, let's get that stuff divided up. I got an engagement.
FRANKEL: Yes; let's hurry. You can't tell what they got planted round here.
CARTER [rapping]: The meeting will please come to—
SALVATORE: Here, cut that out! We ain't got no time to—