Well, sir, if I were in your boots, I wouldn't brag about it

Reverend Mr. Carmichael:

Well, sir, I supposed every train carries its cargo of sin, but this train is burdened with more than its share! Captain Donald 'Doc' Harvey:
Sir, you seem distressed. Reverend Mr. Carmichael:
My name's Carmichael, Doctor of Divinity in the service of mankind. And whom have I the honor of addressing? Captain Donald 'Doc' Harvey:
Well, sir, my name is Donald Harvey, Doctor of Medicine in the service of His Majesty. It's charming to make your acquaintance, sir. Reverend Mr. Carmichael:
Dr. Harvey, I want to put you on your guard. Captain Donald 'Doc' Harvey:
On my guard? Why, what's wrong? Reverend Mr. Carmichael:
One of them is yellow and the other one is white, but both their souls are rotten. Captain Donald 'Doc' Harvey:
You interest me. Mr. Carmichael. I'm not exactly irreligious, but... being a physician, I sometimes wonder how a man like you can locate a soul, and, having located it, diagnose its condition as rotten. Reverend Mr. Carmichael:
That's heathen talk, Doctor. You're a materialist, sir. Any man with half an eye should be able to see that those two women are riding this train in search of victims. Reverend Mr. Carmichael:
A very grave charge, Mr. Carmichael. I don't know anything about the Chinese woman, but as for the other lady... Reverend Mr. Carmichael:
Why, confound it, sir. That's Shanghai Lily. For the last fortnight, I've been attending a man who went out of his mind after spending every penny on her. And that's not all I know. She's wrecked a dozen men up and down the China coast. Captain Donald 'Doc' Harvey:
Look here, sir, you're mistaken. She's a friend of mine. Reverend Mr. Carmichael:
Well, sir, If I were in your boots, I wouldn't brag about it