All of a sudden, while I was lying there smoking, somebody knocked on the door. I kept hoping it wasn't my door they were knocking on, but I knew damn well it was. I don't know how I knew, but I knew. I knew who it was, too. I'm psychic.
Finally I got out of bed,with just my pajamas on, and opened the door. I didn't even have to turn the light on in the room, because it was already daylight. Old Sunny and Maurice, the pimpy elevator guy, were standing there.
It's ten bucks, chief. I tole ya that. Ten bucks for a throw, fifteen bucks till noon. I tole you that
You did not tell me that. You said five bucks a throw. You said fifteen bucks till noon, all right, but I distinctly heard you-
Chief, you're gonna force me inna roughin' ya up a little bit. I don't wanna do it, but that's the way it looks. You owe us five bucks.
God, was I scared. It wouldn't have been so bad if I didn't have my pajamas on.
I don't owe you five bucks. If you rough me up, I'll yell like hell.
Leave me alone. Get the hell out of my room.
Go ahead. Yell your goddam head off. Fine. Want your parents to know you spent the night with a whore?
Leave my wallet alone!
I awreddy got it. See? All I'm takin' is the five you owe me. I'm no crook.
Hey, Maurice. Want me to get his wallet? It's right on the wutchamacallit.