“Aren’t you alone on it?”
“If I’m not, Badger, you’ll hear from others soon enough.”
“There are no others.”
“All right.”
“And you are now helpless.”
“Not quite.”
“As good as down and out.”
“But I’m still in the ring,” insisted Nick.
“You’re in hands from which you’ll never escape alive, I give you my word on that,” cried Badger, with menacing austerity.