[Thorndyke pulls up to the firehouse after everyone has been fighting]
Peter Thorndyke
At a time like this, whatever kind of time it is, I always say that money serves to ease the pain.
[to Carole]
Peter Thorndyke
Good evening, my dear.
[to Jim, handing him money]
Peter Thorndyke
Here you are, sir. Fifteen hundred dollars for the small car, just as I promised. I note it's not in mint condition, but I am nothing if not always a man of my word.
[Jim is silent]
Peter Thorndyke
Uh, uh, $2000. What about $2000? It's the least I can do to help a fellow human at a time like this. Shall we consider it a deal?
Jim Douglas
Two thousand dollars?
Peter Thorndyke
Yes.
Jim Douglas
Two thousand dollars for that little beat-up car? Why?
Peter Thorndyke
Well, you could say I have a warm place in my heart for the dear little thing.
Jim Douglas
You don't have a warm place on your whole body. What do you want it for?
Peter Thorndyke
You don't want it, I do. Take the money!
[Jim jumps up from where he's been sitting and grabs Thorndyke by the collar and holds him against the wall]
Jim Douglas
[angry]
You... You too!
Peter Thorndyke
Now, look, Douglas, there's no need to be abusive. I'm trying to give you some money!
Jim Douglas
I don't want your money! What do you want the car for?
[Thorndyke stammers fearfully]
Jim Douglas
You believe it. You believe it too!
Peter Thorndyke
Believe what?