She stopped and realized he was closeby - shrouded in darkness on the neighbor's porch, until he turned on the light above him.The phone rings with further instructions: "One week from next Saturday, you will be called for at 11:10 am and taken to the Timothy.I'm tired of bein' insulted by them fellas.Called a pig farmer.(A chicken cackles on the soundtrack) Who knows what comes next?Joe: Well, don't throw your tail up.I'll tell ya what, we'll all get together right here tonight and we'll, we'll figure out something...I'll get the word around.It'd help if you can see Shipstead and Torrey, huh?Ernie: All right, I'll tell 'em, but if we're gonna have a meetin', it had better come to more than just pokin' holes in the air with your finger.]:Bartender: All any of these dames owe me is a night's work, one night at a time.They come and go like flies.Bannion: Only this fly got herself strangled.Bartender: These things happen, Sergeant.Outside of my place, some of these babes keep pretty shady company.It figures.They know nobody cares much what happens to 'em...They don't stay long enough to make friends....If I ask for an address, they lie.It's not worth he bother.They're floaters, not much more than a suitcase full of nothin' between them and the gutter.Bannion is led around in circles by the "double-talk"ing bartender: "You oughta be doin' radio commercials.