How long would the interview take?

Oh, about an hour for the interview. Another hour to write it. That's about all.

Hildy, we could take the six o'clock train if it'd save a man's life.

No, Bruce. [To Walter] If you want to save Earl Williams' life, you write the interview yourself. You're still a good reporter.

Aw, Hildy. You know I can't write that kind of thing. It takes a woman's touch. It needs that heart, that...

Now don't get poetic, Walter. Get Sweeney. He's the best man you've got on the paper for that sob-sister stuff.

[explaining that Sweeney is not to be found because he is out celebrating the birth of twins]

So Sweeney has twins, and Earl Williams gets hanged tomorrow. [to Bruce] Well you argue with her. You argue with her. Otherwise, you're going on a honeymoon with blood on your hands. How can you have any happiness after that? All through the years, you'll remember that a man went to the gallows because she was too selfish to wait two hours. I tell ya, Bruce, Earl Williams' face will come between you on the train tonight and at the preacher's tomorrow, and all the rest of your lives.

I just remembered. Sweeney was only married four months ago.

All right, Hildy, you win. I'm licked.