“Never again, Frank.”
“That’s right.
Never again.”
“We must have been crazy.
Just plain crazy.”
“Just our dumb luck that pulled us through.”
“It was my fault.”
“Mine too.”
“No, it was my fault.
I was the one that thought it up.
You didn’t want to.
Next time I’ll listen to you, Frank.
You’re smart.
You’re not dumb like I am.”
“Except there won’t be any next time.”
“That’s right.
Never again.”
“Even if we had gone through with it they would have guessed it. They always guess it. They guess it anyway, just from habit.
Because look how quick that cop knew something was wrong.
That’s what makes my blood run cold. Soon as he saw me standing there he knew it.
If he could tumble to it all that easy, how much chance would we have had if the Greek had died?”
“I guess I’m not really a hell cat, Frank.”
“I’m telling you.”
“If I was, I wouldn’t have got scared so easy.
I was so scared, Frank.”
“I was scared plenty, myself.”
“You know what I wanted when the lights went out?
Just you, Frank.
I wasn’t any hell cat at all, then. I was just a little girl, afraid of the dark.”
“I was there, wasn’t I?”
“I loved you for it.
If it hadn’t been for you, I don’t know what would have happened to us.”
“Pretty good, wasn’t it?
About how he slipped?”
“And he believed it.”
“Give me half a chance, I got it on the cops, every time.
You got to have something to tell, that’s it.
You got to fill in all those places, and yet have it as near the truth as you can get it.
I know them.
I’ve tangled with them, plenty.”
“You fixed it.
You’re always going to fix it for me, aren’t you, Frank?”
“You’re the only one ever meant anything to me.” “I guess I really don’t want to be a hell cat.”
“You’re my baby.”
“That’s it, just your dumb baby.
All right, Frank.
I’ll listen to you, from now on.
You be the brains, and I’ll work.
I can work, Frank.
And I work good.