Red Mitchell: We've been at this all night. I'm supposed to meet a friend.
Ace Williams: Well, bring him around. His money's good, too.
Bat: (after being robbed) Take care of my $1,200, gentlemen. Look after it as... a sort of trust. I intend to get it back... with interest.
Cally: Then you won't reconsider?
Bat: I can't leave, Mrs. Armitage. There's a young boy dead in the morgue that wants me to stay.