The gun remains uplifted for a moment. JOHN is evidently wavering in his determination to kill. Slowly his whole frame relaxes. He lowers the pistol in his hand in a manner which clearly indicates that he is not going to shoot. He quietly puts it back in the holster, and WILL is obviously relieved, although he stood his ground like a man.
JOHN. [Slowly.] Thank you. You said that just in time.
[A pause.
WILL. [Recovering and in a light tone.] Well, you see, Madison, that what I said when I was—
JOHN. [Threateningly.] Look out, Brockton, I don't want to talk to you. [The men confront.
WILL. All right.
JOHN. [To LAURA.] Now get that man out of here.
LAURA. John, I—
JOHN. Get him out. Get him out before I lose my temper or they'll take him out without his help.
LAURA. [To WILL.] Go—go. Please go.