 What are you implying? That I... That I'd best get rid of you before you get rid of me, Freddy. Nonsense. You talk like a fool. Do I? Do I really? You know, I've... I've had a terribly strong hunch about something. A hunch that one of us, one or the other, will be quite dead when Higgin's ship pulls into San Francisco Harbor. Don't say that. I can't help it, Freddy. It's on my mind. The thought that one of us will be dead. I wonder which one. Don't you, Freddy?