human
I'll bring you up that chunk of meat, Mormon, whispered Sam.
gpt
An' I'll bring you somethin' stronger, same time.
human
Don't bring it all on yore breath, Mormon whispered back.
gpt
If I hear any shootin' I'll come back lopin'.
human
There won't be any shootin', said Sam.
gpt
You go soak that eye of yores in Mirandy Bailey's sage tea. Me 'n' Sandy, we'll handle Plimsoll.