THE CUSTOMER. What are you going to do?
THE BARBER. That's a hard question, John. I'd be justified in cutting your throat, wouldn't I?
THE CUSTOMER. It would be murder!
THE BARBER. Ugly word, isn't it?
THE CUSTOMER. Murder in the first degree!
THE BARBER. Oh, of course!
THE CUSTOMER. They'd get you as sure as fate!
THE BARBER. I wouldn't run away.
THE CUSTOMER. But, Kilburn, think what you are doing!
THE BARBER. I've been thinking about it for twelve years, John.