human
Hurry up, boys! My Lord, how you fellows do primp and jangle in here! They're going to run our first picture, _The Soul of Littlefoot Law_. Don't you fel--
gpt
The which?
human
That's what it's called,
gpt
Aw--where does Soul of Littlefoot Law come in at?
human
It doesn't, so far as I know.
gpt
Aw, there ain't no sense in such a name as that. Is that where I got shot off'n my horse, and Bud, here, done his best to run over me?
human
That's the one. My Lord, boys, how long does it take you fellows to get your make-up off? They'll have the film run and passed and released and out on the five-cent circuit on its fifteenth round before you-- Luck, director though he was, found it wise to pass out quickly and hold the door shut behind him for a minute.
gpt
Honest, boys, you want to hurry,