Klondike1960

[Durain's thugs have hurled a stink-bomb in Kathy's hotel lobby and thown paint on her windows]

Michael Halliday:
Kathy, I promise you nothing like this will ever happen again. I think this time I'm going to call on him.

Kathy O'Hara:
I'm about ready to admit you're a real skookum boy, but you're bucking a wild tiger in a fixed game.

Michael Halliday:
You rate Durain pretty high, don't you?

Kathy O'Hara:
Ha! He's high. He's going to own this town and everybody's going to have to pay to stay in it. If his dames and games don't get it, a lead pipe or a fixed drink will.

Michael Halliday:
Now, Kathy, I've been thinkin', where do you think Durain got the makin's for that sweet-smellin' bomb?