Journalists! Peeking through keyholes! Running after fire engines like a lot of coach dogs! Waking people up in the middle of the night to ask them what they think of Mussolini. Stealing pictures off old ladies of their daughters that get raped in Oak Park. A lot of lousy, daffy buttinskis, swelling around with holes in their pants, borrowing nickels from office boys! And for what? So a million hired girls and motormen's wives'll know what's going on.
Hecht and MacArthur were being kind.
I forget who said it, but there’s a great quote out there:
“There are two kinds of people in this world...
those who want to be left alone and
those who won’t leave them alone!”