Dillings
This jazz singer of yours, Jack Robin, and Mary’s interest in him.
Lee
I thought we settled that a month ago.
Dillings
I’m afraid we didn’t. I’ve been thinking it over, and I’ve decided to take my money out of your show.
Lee
I don’t get you, Randy. You know it isn’t very businesslike of you to come here at the last moment like this and—
Dillings