[General agitation and excitement.]
MRS. SIMPSON [trembling with rage and fear]: You mean to stand there and tell me we ain't goin' to git any money to-day, and my flat rent to pay to-morrow?
RILEY: Don't talk about your flat rent to me, lady! There's others of us got a few things to pay.
SHOMBERG: But, my golly, when do we git paid?
CARTER: I can't make out from what he's got here.
SALVATORE [rapping fiercely on the table]: Hey! I got to have my money!
CARTER: Well, I got to have mine, don't I?
SIMPSON: Go on. See what else it says.
CARTER: Well, here he's got this. Here it says: "Bills payable, $17,162.48."
FRANKEL [leaping up]: Bills payable! My God, no money in bank, and we're $17,162.48 in debt!