Eloise:
Do you believe in spirits?
Carol:
What kind of a question is that? That brown stuff pays your wages.
Eloise:
I mean... do you believe in ghosts?
Carol:
Ghosts? No. Why? Are you scared down here? If this place is haunted by anything, it's the good times. When it's empty, all I hear is the laughs. Every gangster, every copper, every red-faced lush has been in here, and all those high spirits have soaked into the walls. You could probably get drunk on just that.
Eloise:
Yeah...
Carol:
[realizing what Eloise is getting at]
Ellie, I love you, girl. You fit right in. But you can't sleep here.
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