Calloway offers to buy Holly a drink and the scene dissolves to the inside of a bar, where Martins reminisces about his old chum whom he last saw in September 1939 - his thoughts suggest a latent homosexual attraction:
Holly: I guess nobody knew Harry like he did, like I did...back in school. I was never so lonesome in my life till he showed up...Best friend I ever had.
Calloway: That sounds like a cheap novelette.
Holly: I write cheap novelettes.
Calloway: I'm afraid I've never heard of you. What's your name again?
Holly: Holly Martins.
Calloway: No, sorry.
Holly: You ever hear of 'The Lone Rider of Santa Fe'?
Calloway: Can't say as I have.
Holly (with an American accent): 'Death at Double X Ranch,' uh, 'Raunch' (feigning an English accent)?
Calloway: Nope.
