human
I had all the synopses numbered and put on top here, he went on,
gpt
Bently Brown! he said, as though he were naming something disagreeable.
human
I'm to film Bently Brown's blood-and-battle stuff, am I? He grinned, with the corners of his mouth tipped downward so that you never would have suspected it of ever producing Luck's famous smile.
gpt
I might turn them into comedy, he suggested.
human
I expect I could get a punch by burlesquing--
gpt
Punch! Martinson pushed his chair back impetuously.
human
Punch? Why, my godfrey, man, that stuff's all punch!