Tice: And this other paper, widder, is a check for one hundred dollars for down payment. Cash money. Cash money so a boy stays home where he belongs. One hundred dollars right in your hand and no call to be fretting about where a boy is and what mischief’s a-brewing. You think on it hard and I’ll be back in an hour.
Sound—Footsteps crossing floor and door closing
Sue: What shall I do? What shall I do?
Dick (off mike): Mother!
Sue (overjoyed): It’s Dick. He’s home.
Dick (coming on mike): Mother, wait—
Sound—Door bursts open
Dick (full mike): Wait until you hear—What’s that paper?
Sue: Mr. Tice left it—
Dick: Tice? What’s that other paper? A check from Tice? You didn’t—Oh!