KELLY: Yes, I'm here.
(FALLON stands looking at the key in the door. For an instant his hand falters over it as though he would risk turning it. Then, he shakes his head, and walks to table right. There is a low knock at door left.)
FALLON: Come in.
(MOHUN enters door left. He is lean, keen faced, watchful. He is a head taller than FALLON. His manner always has an undercurrent of insolence.)
MOHUN: Afternoon. Am I speaking to Mr. Fallon?
FALLON: Yes. Lou Mohun?
MOHUN: Yes. (MOHUN stands warily at the door. Glances cautiously around the room. Bends over quite openly to look under the sofa. For some seconds his eyes rest with a smile on bedroom door. He speaks slowly, unemotionally.) A mutual friend of ours said you wanted to see me.
FALLON: (Sharply.) We've no mutual friend. No one's in this but you and me. You want to get that straight!
MOHUN: (Easily.) All right. That's all right. Well, what do you want to see me about?
(FALLON speaks in a loud voice. In the speeches that follow, it must be apparent that his loud tone and excited manner is assumed, and is intended only to convince KELLY.)