[breaks down into tears]

Oh, why did I ever let you talk me into this?

Why are you even speaking to me about it?

I just don't have a good feeling about this.

Oh, come on! What are you worried about? This job is going to last a long time.

Well, suppose it doesn't?

Jerry, boy, why do you have to paint everything so black? Suppose you got hit by a truck. Suppose the stock market crashes. Suppose Mary Pickford divorces Douglas Fairbanks. Suppose the Dodgers leave Brooklyn!

[Jerry notices the badge of an undercover agent at a nearby table]

Joe...?

Suppose Lake Michigan overflows.

Well, don't look now, but the whole town is underwater!