— You usually sneak out of bed and leave a woman in the middle of the night?
— I'm sorry. But last night I came up with an idea that could save your paper.
— How?
— Beating Simpson at his own game. If I can get 200 grand, I can turn it into millions. I borrowed 50. How much do you have?
— She has nothing.
— Less than nothing. If you count interest.
— Damn it. where am I going to get my hands on 150 grand?
— Here's my checkbook.
— Iris, no. I don't want your money.
— You have 150 grand?
— In one of my accounts.
— She's loaded.
— I'm a great housekeeper. Three divorces... I kept every house.
— She just works here for fun.
— Or until I find my next husband.
— Iris, I'll pay you back.
— Oh, I don't want it back. I just want a piece. I want part ownership of whatever he has planned, or I'll cash all my paychecks, and break you.
