VILLAIN. [Shouting.] To whom shall I give up the dollar? You—you—you—you?
COMEDIAN. This argument will not work any more. You are to give the dollar up to all of us. At the first opportunity we'll get change and divide it into equal parts.
WOMEN. Hurrah, hurrah! Divide it, divide it!
COMEDIAN. [To Villain.] And I will even be so good as to give you a share.
TRAGEDIAN. I'd rather give him a sound thrashing.
COMEDIAN. It shall be as I say. Give up the dollar.
HEROINE. [Throwing herself on the Comedian's breast.] My comedian! My comedian!
INGENUE. [To the Villain.] I'm sick of you. Give up the dollar.
COMEDIAN. [Pushing the Heroine aside.] You better step aside or else you may get the punch I aim at the master and bread-giver. [To the Villain.] Come up with the dollar!
TRAGEDIAN. Give up the dollar to him, do you hear?