And never have been anything, remember that, Floyd.
(Conveying the impression that she may be something to him in the immediate future.) But I want you now.
VANDERLIP
And never will be anything, I assure you. (Getting back his courage.)
Faugh! What have you come here for, anyway?
FREDA
For you. And, moreover, you are going to come with me. You are going to let me take your arm, and you see that door there—you are going to take me out through it.
VANDERLIP
(Bellicosely.)
I see myself doing it.