O'MARA: Well, why don't you wait till the pinch comes off and then get the story for sure?
PERKINS: Your word's good enough.
O'MARA: But I haven't given you me word. I don't know whether they've nailed him yet or not.
PERKINS: (Coming back to desk railing R.) (Disappointed.) Oh, I thought you said they'd got him.
O'MARA: That's the way you reporters twist everything. I said
"Dugan was after him," that's all.
PERKINS: Well, that's as good as got him; anything Dugan sets out to get, comes pretty near materializing. (Starts C., stops on meeting BROOKY, who enters door C.) Hello! Brooky! Just in time. Here's a chance for you to distinguish yourself in your new capacity.
BROOKY: (Coming C.) Got a story?
PERKINS: A pippin! Listen to this. (Reads from notes.) "Police fishing. Make a big haul! Throw out the dragnet and once more capture the Eel." A very slippery article.
BROOKY: I don't understand.
PERKINS: Oh, can't you understand, the Eel is the nickname, the alias of one of the slickest crooks in the country, Billy Bradley.