human
Then it looks kind of simple to me, he said.
gpt
You hate fightin'. This gent Mac Strann likes it; he lives on it; he don't do nothing but wait from day to day hungerin' for a scrap. What's the out? Jest this! You hop on your hoss and ride out with me. Young Jerry Strann kicks out--Mac Strann starts lookin' for you--he hears that you've beat it--he goes off and forgets about you. Ain't that simple?
human
I dunno, he said,
gpt
Have you got anything to say agin it?
human
I dunno, repeated Barry, confused,