Casey Brown:
[Jenkins has caught Casey as she is trying to flee the apartment]
Let go of me! I'm a minor!
[held by the arm, Casey is flung back into the apartment]

Casey Brown:
You creeps! You lousy creeps! Sold me out to the cops, huh?
Mrs. McCress:
Shut up!
[to Jenkins]

Mrs. McCress:
Well, this is her!
Casey Brown:
[Casey is again grabbed by Jenkins, who examines her shoulderblade and forehead, looking at the scars. Satisfied that Casey is the one he is looking for, he tosses a large envelope of money on the table. Mr. McCress greedily opens the envelope and begins counting]

Mrs. McCress:
[hands a suitcase to Jenkins]
Here's the rest of her stuff.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:04

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