Bat: May I suggest that you leave now, or you will incur my utmost displeasure?
Lee Baxter: We are going. But you, sir, will remain in Denver on pain of our utmost displeasure.
Bat: Well, I'm looking forward to your displeasure with utmost, uh, pleasure.
Bat: Oh, uh, there is one thing you can count on. As usual, I will demand an exorbitant fee.
David: You eaves-dropped!
Hugh Blaine: I thought you had more principle than that.
Bat: You know it isn't the principle. It's the money of the thing.
Hugh Blaine: My boy, we got the world in a jug and the stopper in our hands.