PERKINS:  (At door C.) It’s Dugan and he’s got the Eel. (Goes down L. C.) (DUGAN is seen out of window R. bringing the EEL along, who is hand-cuffed.  They are followed by a noisy crowd.  DUGAN throws the EEL down, C., then chases the crowd away from door C.)

EEL:  (Looks around smiling until he sees INSPECTOR.) Hello, Inspector!  Gee! it’s real oil for the wicks of my lamps to see you again.

DUGAN:  (Coming down C.) Yes, he’s tickled to death to see you, ain’t you, Billy?

EEL:  (Angrily.) The Eel to you, Copper; Billy to my pals.

INSPECTOR:  Well, Billy!

EEL:  That’s right, Inspector, you’re my pal. (Movement from INSPECTOR.) Oh, I ain’t forgot when you was just a plain Bull and saved me from doin’ my first bit on a phoney charge.  They tried to railroad me, you remember, and Dugan here was runnin’ the engine.

INSPECTOR:  Oh, you’ve got Dugan wrong, Billy, he bears you no malice.

EEL:  No, it’s a mistake, he just loves me.  Say, he thinks so much of me, that if he saw me drowning, he’d bring me a glass of water.

DUGAN:  You know why you were brought here?

EEL:  Sure, so’s you could railroad me again.

INSPECTOR:  Nonsense, Dugan has nothing against you personally.

EEL:  Oh yes he has; when he was new on the force, I beat him up good.  He was only a harness cop then, and one night he thought he made me coppin’ a super from a lush, which you know ain’t my graft.  He started to fan me with a sap, so I just clubbed my smoke wagon, and before I got through with him, I made him a pick-up for the ambulance, and he ain’t never forgot it.

INSPECTOR:  What do you know about this Worthington robbery? (EEL looks around suspiciously.) Before you answer, Billy, I warn you to be careful, everything you say will be used against you.

EEL:  Yes, and everything I don’t say will be used, too.  I know the system.

DUGAN:  (Crossing R. to EEL.  REPORTERS follow.) Well, what have you got to say?

EEL:  (Taking time, looks around.) You don’t think I’m goin’ to address this Mass Meeting here. (BROOKY looks L. to see if there is anyone else there.)

INSPECTOR:  You’re not afraid to talk in front of a couple of newspaper reporters, are you?

EEL:  (Grinning at INSPECTOR to gain time.) Roosevelt gets a dollar a word, where do I come in? (Resignedly.) All right, flag the pencil pushers and I’ll gab my nob. (DUGAN turns L. to tell the REPORTERS to go.  BROOKY says he don’t understand.  PERKINS pulls him off door C., remonstrating, going R.) (The INSPECTOR signs to DUGAN that they will now grill the EEL.)

INSPECTOR:  This lady I suppose you know.

EEL:  (Looks at MRS. WORTHINGTON.) I never lamped her before in my life.

DUGAN:  That is Mrs. Worthington, the lady you robbed.

EEL:  (Banteringly to MRS. WORTHINGTON to gain time.) Is it?  How do you do, pleased to meet you.  Gee! but you must be an awful mark to be robbed. (INSPECTOR raps on desk.) What was it I stole from you, Mrs. Worthington?