Hector Stribling:
You're a queer duck, Gordon. You've a future before you if you'd only follow it up. Those last cases I sent you, you handled brilliantly. And suddenly-this sort of thing. Why don't you come back to London with us tomorrow? I can get you a dozen briefs!
Gordon Evers:
I'm through with London. I may go out to the East again, Doctor says England's too damp for me.
Hector Stribling:
Nonsense. Think of your work.
Gordon Evers:
My dear Hector, I've no intention of spending the rest of my life in an ill-ventilated courtroom waiting for twelve total strangers to make up their minds.
Hector Stribling:
Oh, you'll never succeed at anything with that kind of attitude.
Gordon Evers:
I shall succeed in keeping out of courtrooms.
Hector Stribling:
Are you coming with us tonight or aren't you?
Gordon Evers:
No.
[pause]
Gordon Evers:
Is it white tie or dinner jacket?
Hector Stribling:
Dinner jacket.
Gordon Evers:
Then I shall come. You see, my valet ran away with my evening dress.
Hector Stribling:
Why not call the police; have the fellow arrested?
Gordon Evers:
Wearing evening dress is punishment enough.
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