PLIM. [Vehemently.] No, no... that will not help! [Gazes about nervously.] There's only one thing. [Whispers.] That man must be killed!
RUTH. [Horrified.] Ah!
IS. No.
PLIM. Just that! Nothing else will help! And instantly... or it will be too late.
IS. Plimpton!
PLIM. He must not be alive when the Exchange opens this morning!
RUTH. But how?
PLIM. I don't know... but we must find a way! We owe it as a public duty... the man is a menace to society. Rutherford, you are with me?
RUTH. By God! I am!
IS. You're mad!