Johnny Allegro

"Morgan Vallin: Hello, Glenda. Glenda Chapman: Morgan. Morgan Vallin: Welcome home. [For the first time, he sees there's another man in the room] Glenda Chapman: Morgan, this is... Morgan Vallin: How chummy! You brought a friend with you. How hospitable. Glenda Chapman: I was just going to explain that. Morgan Vallin: Why trouble to explain? It's so touchingly natural. Glenda Chapman: This is Johnny Allegro. Morgan Vallin: You actually know his name! I'm Morgan Vallin. Always glad to meet any of Glenda's friends, though she doesn't usually bring them with her. Glenda Chapman: I had to bring him here, Morgan. He killed a detective for me so I could get here. Morgan Vallin: How adventurous! How romantic! Glenda Chapman: Morgan, don't be foolish. Morgan Vallin: Forgive me, Johnny whatever your name is. I want to thank you for any assistance you may have given my little wife. Johnny Allegro: Wife? Morgan Vallin: She forgot to tell you, of course. She usually does. Or were you afraid he might not have come here with you? Glenda Chapman: I told you why I brought him here. He had no other getaway. This is Johnny Rock. They want him for escaping a stretch at Sing Sing. Morgan Vallin: And what have you told him? Glenda Chapman: Nothing. He doesn't even know where he is. Morgan Vallin: And how did that minute mind of yours conclude that anyone could be of service to me with his pictures in all the papers, with a number across the front of them? Johnny Allegro: They took those a long time ago. I've changed a lot since then. Morgan Vallin: But your type never changes. Just looking at you makes one think of alley fighting, tommy guns. Johnny Allegro: Is that bad? Morgan Vallin: It's not for me. You see all this? [He gestures around the room at the paintings, sculptures, and mounted animal heads] Johnny Allegro: Nice museum. Morgan Vallin: You would call it that. But it's my library, my concert hall, my trophy room. Here I have the best the world has to offer, and I don't intend to let anything jeopardize it. I can permit only people around me of whose methods I am sure."

"Morgan Vallin: That bulge in your coat pocket - the gun with which you shot the detective, no doubt. Johnny Allegro: No doubt. Morgan Vallin: Give it to me. [Allegro gives the gun to Vallin] Morgan Vallin: Ugly, noisy, smelly. No skill needed. A stupid, dangerous toy. Any doddering fool without muscle or talent could fire that. [He picks up a bow and arrow] Morgan Vallin: Now this - this is something different. Strength, skill, grace. A weapon for a man of culture. Johnny Allegro: In a tough spot, give me a trigger instead of a piece of string. [Vallin draws the bow and points it at Allegro] Morgan Vallin: You're in a tight spot now, or didn't you know it? Johnny Allegro: Maybe I'm not very bright. Morgan Vallin: Either you're a very brave man, or you underestimate me. And I will not be underestimated. Do you hear? [He fires the arrow and hits the mounted head of a ram on the far wall. The hit is directly between the eyes] Johnny Allegro: Not a bad shot. Morgan Vallin: Thank you. Would you care to demonstrate your skill with this thing? [He hands the gun back to him] Johnny Allegro: I couldn't match that with a shotgun. You win, Mr. Vallin. Morgan Vallin: Just get the feel of this bow. [He takes back the gun and gives Allegro the bow] Morgan Vallin: Pull back on that string. Takes muscle to pull 70 pounds, doesn't it? That bow will outshoot anything but a high-powered rifle. An arrow from it is more deadly than a bullet. Why, I've killed antelope, wild boar, mountain lions... Johnny Allegro: Suppose a man wanted to commit suicide with a thing like this. How would he go about it? Morgan Vallin: You have a sense of humor. I like that. And it's not inconceivable that I might like you. You no doubt need some rest. Johnny Allegro: Sounds like a good idea. I could use a little sleep. Morgan Vallin: [Vallin speaks to the servant] Take the gentleman's things and show him up to the guest room. Johnny Allegro: Oh, I don't have any things. I didn't get a chance to pack. Morgan Vallin: Who knows? Perhaps you have enough. Maybe more than you need. Johnny Allegro: Good night. Good night, Mrs. Vallin. Glenda Chapman: Good night, Johnny. [Allegro leaves the room]"