Johnny: Hold it right there!
Mr. Hector: This is the Concierge, sir.
Johnny: I knew it was you. I could smell you getting off the elevator. You was here last night too, wasn't you.
Mr. Hector: Yes, sir. I was.
Johnny: You was her and you was smooching with my brother.
Mr. Hector: But... I'm afraid you're mistaken, sir.
Johnny: Don't give me that. You been smooching everybody! Snuffy, Al, Leo... Little Moe with the gimpy leg, Cheeks, Boney Bob, Cliff...
(Cliff gets shocked and the staff stares at him)
Cliff: No. It's a lie!
Johnny: I could go on forever, baby.
Mr. Hector: I'm terribly sorry, sir. But I'm afraid you're mistaken. We're looking for a young man.
Johnny: All right, I believe you, but my Tommy gun don't! Get down on your knees and tell me you love me.
Mr. Hector: On your knees. I love you.
Johnny: You gotta do better than that!
Mr. Hector, Cedric, Mrs. Stone, Cliff: I love you!
Johnny: Maybe I'm off my hinges, but I believe you. That's why I'm gonna let you go. I'm gonna give you till the count of three to get your lousy, lying, low-down, four-flushing carcass out my door! One... two...
(Johnny shoots as the staff ducks from the room, and several hotel guests notice)
Johnny: Three. Merry Christmas, you filthy animal. (shoots) And a Happy New Year.
Mr. Hector (as the staff crawls out): Stay in your rooms! This is an emergency! There's an insane guest with a gun!
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