Now your talking, sweetheart. Patsy

Patsy:

[after trying to talk to the judge about the bad situation at the reform school, and getting nowhere, a very angry Patsy heads to see Johnson - the ward 's man who swung him the gig]
Listen; Johnson; who is this 'judge Gilbert'? What's he got to do with this, anyhow? I tell you what I want, and I'm gonna get it! Louis Johnson:
Now listen, Patsy... Patsy:
[Waves his gloved hand in the air]
I've been listening long enough. [Points a gloved finger at Johnson's throat] Patsy:
I didn't squawk when you crossed me out of that park department job, did I? Louis Johnson:
No, this is different. The judge don't want you. Patsy:
Oh! He 'don't want'? Well, I'mi telling you what I want, and I'm gonna get it! Louis Johnson:
Now, my boy... Patsy:
[cuts Johnson off, and points a gloved finger right at his throat]
Or else I take my vote and peddle them elsewhere! Hopkins:
Oh, listen Pat... Patsy:
[Without even glancing, he pushes his face away]
Now, no stalling. I won't stand for it. Louis Johnson:
It's not so easy. You'll have to Go to the old man and see the governor. Patsy:
Well, go to him! Go to the president. I don't care where you go. I want the job of running that joint, and I'm gonna run it my way Louis Johnson:
What way do you want it? Patsy:
That's my business. Now, do I get it, or don't I? Louis Johnson:
All right. Suppose we get it for you. You think you can hold your voters in line down here while your away? Patsy:
Leave that to me I haven't failed yet, have I? Now come on. How about it? Louis Johnson:
All right, Patsy. I'll speak to the old man Patsy:
Now your talking, sweetheart. [Patsy grabs some cigars from the desk and passes them out, and walks out of the office] Patsy