FALLON: Oh, yes. (Pause.) He hasn't turned in the cheque yet—I've just called up the bank to find out. I guess he means to hold that over my head, hey?
KELLY: More likely he's afraid of it. (Eagerly.) We may get that back, too. We may find it on him.
FALLON: What? Yes, as you say, we may find it on him.
KELLY: (Eagerly.) And as soon as he gets those bills in his clothes, you give me the high sign (Fiercely.)—and we'll nail him!
FALLON: Yes, we'll nail him. And, if he puts his gun in my face today, he won't catch me empty-handed the second time. (Draws automatic from his pocket.) I'm ready for him, today!
KELLY: (Greatly concerned.) Here, none of that stuff, Mr. Fallon.
A gentleman like you can't take that chance.
FALLON: Chance? Kelly, I haven't always lived in a swell hotel. The man that gets the drop on me—when I've got a gun—has got to be damned quick.
KELLY: That's just what I mean! I'm not thinking of him, I'm thinking of you. Give me that gun.
FALLON: Certainly not.
KELLY: You don't want to go to jail for a rat like that.