The Stand, Part III: The Betrayal

[Harold is working on explosives in his basement, listening to "Boogie Fever". Nadine tries to get his attention by killing the music.]

Harold Lauder:
What the hell are you doing? Don't screw with my disco, Nadine!

Nadine Cross:
Is everything all right?

Harold Lauder:
No.

[He holds up three sticks of dynamite, taped together and fused.]

Harold Lauder:
If I had dropped this, you would be washing my guts out of your pretty white hair for the next two weeks.

Nadine Cross:
I'm sorry.

Harold Lauder:
Let me make a suggestion, my little disco queen. Take a walk.

Nadine Cross:
Take a walk?

Harold Lauder:
Yes! A walk. Because, you see, I have no idea how old this stuff is. I do know that old dynamite sweats pure nitroglycerin. So, take a walk, and, if you hear a very loud bang, that will probably be me going to that great disco inferno in the sky.