human
Pant,
gpt
It's me, Johnny.
human
How'd they get you?
gpt
Beaned one of them cops, I did. Saw 'em glom onto you. Wanted t' horn in with you.
human
Guess you horned in once too often, said Johnny huskily.
gpt
This is a death-watch we're keeping, and it's for ourselves.
human
We better blow the coop then.
gpt
If we can.
human
We can.
gpt
You see, I got it cached out yonder three hills and a hike outside this burg. She'll tip the beam at a century weight and a half, maybe more. All pure gold, you bet. And it's all for the little Russian kids, every bit. I ain't held back a copper.