LUKE. Tain't like I'll let yer, but I wouldn't blame yer none if yu tried.
REVENUE. But I'll not.
LUKE. [Rising.] Say, Mistah Revenue, I wonder if you know what you're up against?
REVENUE. What do you mean?
LUKE. I mean I gotta kill you.
REVENUE. [Rising, pauses.] Well, that lets me out.
LUKE. What do yu mean?
REVENUE. I mean that I've been trying to commit suicide for the last two months, but I haven't had the nerve.
LUKE. [Startled.] Suicide?
REVENUE. Yes. Now that you're willing to kill me, the problem is solved.