LEFTY: Look, King, it’s nice to see ya again but I gotta job to do here.
KING: Leave Barry alone, Lefty. I can get this sorted out.
LEFTY: You ain’t got that kind of rub anymore, King. Better you and your friends step out for fifteen minutes and let me finish up here.
KING: No, I can take care of this. Anyway, you’d better get out of here — the last thing you want to do is meet our —
THE BOSS: What is going on here???
KING: — Boss.
THE BOSS: I was drawn here by an overpowering feeling of desperation mingled with despair.