Johnny Allegro1949

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] 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] 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]