Jefferson: Well, I said gamble. Tonight my bad luck became catastrophic; I, signed I.O.U's for ten thousand dollars, which, I knew I couldn't make good. I was desperate.
Paladin: So you were offered the choice of jail, disgrace to you and your family... or, performing this... little favor. (Pause) I've met you, Mr. Jefferson.
Jefferson: I don't believe so.
Paladin: About ten years ago. One morning, in a mirror. At that time I was receiving a small monthly remittance not to go home. Oh, I had tried the high life, I tried it often. But young as I was, I finally came to enjoy none of it.
Jefferson: Look, why drag this out? Call the police, let's have done with it!
Paladin: Mr. Jefferson, I am trying to tell you something, and you would do well to listen. Sit down.