SCOTTIE: I got a call from him today. Funny. He dropped out of sight during the war, and I'd heard he'd gone East. I guess he's back. (looks at a slip of paper.) It's a Mission number.
MIDGE: That's Skid Row... isn't it?
SCOTTIE: Could be.
MIDGE: He's probably on the bum and wants to touch you for the price of a drink.
SCOTTIE: Well, I'm on the bum; I'll buy him a couple of drinks and tell him my troubles. But not tonight. If you won't drink with me, I'll drink alone, tonight.
