After Sunny leaves, Holden smokes a few cigarettes and thinks about a time he refused to take his little brother Allie with him somewhere.
The thought depresses him, and he unexpectedly gets into bed with the urge to pray.
“I felt like praying or something, when I was in bed, but I couldn't do it. I can't always pray when I feel like it.”
“In the first place, I'm sort of an atheist. I like Jesus and all, but I don't care too much for most of the other stuff in the Bible.”
“Take the Disciples, for instance. They annoy the hell out of me, if you want to know the truth. They were all right after Jesus was dead and all, but while He was alive, they were about as much use to Him as a hole in the head.”
“All they did was keep letting Him down.”
“ Anyway, when I was in bed, I couldn't pray worth a damn.”
“ Every time I got started, I kept picturing old Sunny calling me a crumb-bum.”
“ Finally, I sat up in bed and smoked another cigarette. It tasted lousy.”
“ I must've smoked around two packs since I left Pencey.”
All of a sudden, while I was laying there smoking, somebody knocked on the door.
I kept hoping it wasn't my door they were knocking on, but I knew damn well it was.
I don't know how I knew, but I knew.
I knew who it was, too.
Maurice demands another five dollars from Holden, insisting that the price was ten dollars.
Holden refuses to pay in a voice that was "shaking like hell".
As Maurice threatens him, Sunny goes into the room and takes an additional five dollars from Holden’s wallet.
Totally frustrated, Holden bursts into tears and challenges Maurice to a fight.
Maurice punches Holden in the stomach.
He falls to the floor, crying and hurt, as Maurice and Sunny leave.
When Holden gets off the floor and collects his thoughts, he imagines himself killing Maurice in the elevator.
He also fantasizes that he is a tough guy from the movies, who has been shot in the abdomen, and he pictures himself committing suicide by jumping from the window.