Uh-huh. Now, let's talk about the black bird.
Lets. Mr. Spade, have you any conception of how much money can be got for that black bird?
No.
Well, sir, if I told you - if I told you half, you'd call me a liar.
No, not even if I thought so. But you tell me what it is and I'll figure out the profit.
Oh, I know what it's supposed to look like. And I know the value in human life you people put on it.
She didn't tell you what it is? Cairo didn't either?
He offered me ten thousand for it.
[dismissively]
Ten thousand. Dollars, mind you, not even pounds. Do they know what that bird is, sir? What is your impression?
Oh, there's not very much to go by. Cairo didn't say he did and he didn't say he didn't. She said she didn't, but, uh, I took it for granted she was lying.
Not an injudicious thing to do. If they don't know, I'm the only one in the whole wide, sweet world who does.
Swell. When you've told me, that'll make two of us.
Mathematically correct, sir, but I don't know for certain that I'm going to tell you.
Oh, don't be foolish. You know what it is and I know where it is. That's why I'm here.
Well, sir, where is it? You see, I must tell you what I know but you won't tell me what you know. That's hardly equitable, sir. No, no, I don't think we can do business along those lines.
[violently angry]
Now think again and think fast. I told that gunsel of yours you'd have to talk to me before you're through. I'm telling you now, you'll talk to me today or you are through! [throwing his drink to the floor] What are you wasting my time for? I can get along without you! And another thing: Keep that gunsel out of my way when you're makin' up your mind! I'll kill him if you don't, I'll kill him!
