Mrs. MacIntyre : [looking at photos of her husband cheating on her]  You idiot! These pictures are of me! [Harry Crumb falls backwards in his chair]  Harry Crumb : What? Let me see those. Mrs. MacIntyre : Give them here. Harry Crumb : Not so fast. I've had my eye on you for a while, lady. I knew you were up to something, and here's my proof: it was you who was having an affair with your husband all along! Mrs. MacIntyre : What? Harry Crumb : I've uncovered some pretty low schemes in my time. But secretly hiring me to take pornographic pictures of you and your sleazeball husband is as low as it gets! Mrs. MacIntyre : I don't believe this! Harry Crumb : Believe what you want, lady. But don't believe it here. Mrs. MacIntyre : You are a poor excuse for a human being! Harry Crumb : Says you!