Iris Beckley: [Both sitting down in Iris's living room, having coffee] I'm sorry I couldn't get an address or anything.
Patrick Logan: You got me everything I needed.
Iris Beckley: Good. So... then I guess...?
Patrick Logan: Ah! Of course. [hands her an envelope full of money]
Iris Beckley: I know you've been looking for Angie for a long time but there's not gonna be any trouble, right?
Patrick Logan: Trouble?
Iris Beckley: Well, you're not gonna like, hurt her or anything?
Patrick Logan: She took something of mine. I want it back.
Iris Beckley: Okay. It's just I like Rose and I don't ever want to hear that something bad happened to her kid.
Patrick Logan: You should get that money to the bank. This place doesn't seem very safe to me.
Iris Beckley: What are you talking about? Look at all those locks.
Patrick Logan: Yeah, but what if someone were to come up this fire escape?
Iris Beckley: Oh, that window is always locked.
Patrick Logan: You think that's gonna stop them? [Opens the window and wraps his scarf around his hand, leans through and punches the other window]
Iris Beckley: [Startled] What are you doing?
Patrick Logan: They reach through, unlock the window, [he tightens the scarf in his hands straight across] and now you're in trouble.

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