Judd: To the perfect crime!
Artie: Crime?! Oh, my wealthy fraternity brothers. Sixty-seven dollars! And a secondhand typewriter. I told you to leave it alone. No, you were so scared, you froze to it.
Judd: It was the first time, Artie. The next time, it’ll be all right.
Artie: If there is a next time. When we made the deal, you said you could take orders. You said you wanted me to command you.
Judd: I do. As long as you keep your part of the agreement.