Phil Moscowitz:
[while printing the microfilm code]
And now I will read you some ancient erotic poetry. "There once was a man from Nantucket..."
Wing Fat:
You fool! You're leading me on.
Phil Moscowitz:
How do I know after I give you the recipe you won't kill me.
[runs his finger over his throat]
Wing Fat:
Kill you? Come on.
[opens jacket]
Wing Fat:
Does this look like the body of a killer?
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