Guy

Mr. Anthony! Mr. Antony! Don't be alarmed -- but I must talk to you about your son. About Bruno. Mr. Antony!

Yes, Mr. Haines? My father isn't home tonight, Mr. Haines. I was about to tell you that over the phone. But you came to such a sudden decision. I wondered why.

Guy

Since you sent me a key to your house, I decided to use it -- to make a little social call on your father. I thought he'd be interested to know he has a lunatic son.

Then a I correct, Mr. Haines, in assuming that you have no intention of going ahead with our arrangement?

Guy

No intention whatsoever. I never had.

I see. You won't have any further use for the key, then, Mr. Haines. Thank you very such.

Guy

Or this.

Guy

Look, Bruno. You're terribly sick. I don't know whether it's possible for you to realize it or not. I don't know much about these things, Bruno. But why don't you go someplace where you can get some treatment? Not only for your own sake, Bruno, but you can't go on causing more and more destruction to anyone you happen to meet.

I don't like to be double crossed. I have a murder on my conscience, but it's not my murder, Mr. Haines -- it's yours. And as you're the one to profit, I think you should be the one to pay for it.

Guy

Well, I guess it's no use, Bruno. We seem to have nothing further to discuss.

Don't worry. I'm not going to shoot you, Mr. Haines. It might disturb mother. I'm a very clever follow. I'll think of something better than that. Much better.