OMAM A1:S2 Flashcards
I don’t know.
Says “positively kills lice roaches and other scourges.” What the hell kinda beds you givin’ us anyway? We don’t want no pants rabbits.
The boss was expecting you last night. He was sore as hell when you wasn’t here to go out this morning. You can have them two beds there.
I’ll take the top one . . . I don’t want you Fallon down on me. Say, what the Hell’s this?
Tell you what . . . Last guy that had this bed was a blacksmith. Helluva nice fellow. Clean a guy as you’d want to meet. Used to wash his hands even after he ‘et.
Then how come he got pillow-pigeons?
Finally quit about the food. That’s the kind if guy Whitey was. Clean. Used to dress up Sundays even when he wasn’t goin’ no place. Put on a necktie even, and then set in the bunkhouse.
I ain’t so sure. What da’ ya say he quit for?
Why . . . he just quit the way a guy will. Says it was the food. Didn’t give no other reason. Just says “give me my time” one night, the way a guy would.
Well, if there’s any grey-backs in this bed you’re gonna hear it from me!
I guess the boss’ll be out here in a minute to write your name in. He sure was burned when you wasn’t here this morning. Come right in when we was eatin’ breakfast and says, “Where the hell them new men?” He give the sable buck hell, too. Stable buck’s a nigger.
Nigger, huh?
Yeah. Nice fellow, too. Got a crooked back where a horse kicked him. Boss gives him hell when he’s mad. But the stable buck don’t give a damn about that.
What kind of guy is the boss?
Well, he’s a pretty nice fella for a boss. Gets mad sometimes. But he’s pretty nice. Tell you what. Know what he done Christmas? Brung in a whole gallon of whiskey right in here and says, “Drink hearty, boys, Christmas comes but once a year!”
The hell he did! A whole gallon?
Yes, sir. Jesus, we had fun! They let the nigger come in that night. Well, sir, a little skinner name Smitty took after the nigger. Done pretty good too. The guys wouldn’t let him use his feet so the nigger got him. If he could a used his feet Smitty says he would have killed the nigger. The guys says on account the nigger got a crooked back Smitty can’t use his feet.
Boss the owner?
I wrote Murray and Ready I wanted two men this morning. You got your work slips?
Here they are.
Well, I see it wasn’t Murray and Ready’s fault. It says right here on the slip, you was to be here for work thi morning.
Bus driver give us a bum steer. We had to walk ten miles. That bus driver says we was here when we wasn’t. We couldn’t thumb no rides.
Well, I had to send out the grain teams short two buckers. It won’t do any good to go out now until after dinner. You’d get lost. What’s your name?
George Milton.
George Milton. And what’s yours?
His name’s Lennie Small.
Lennie Small. Le’s see, this is the twentieth. Noon the twentieth. . . . Where you boys been workin’?
Up around weed.
You too?
Yeah. Him too.
Say, you a big fellow, ain’t you?
Yeah, he can work like hell, too.
He ain’t much of a talker, though, is he?
No, he ain’t. But he’s a hell of a good worker. Strong as a bull.
You are, huh? What can you do?
Anything you tell him. He’s a good skinner. He can wrestle grain bags, drive a cultivator. He can do anything. Just give him a try.
Then why don’t you let him answer? What’s he laughing about?
H laughs when he gets excited.
Yeah?
But he’s a goddamn good worker. I ain’t saying he’s bright, because he ain’t. But he can put up a four hundred pound bail.
Say, what you sellin’?
Huh?
I said what stake you got I this guy? You takin’ his pay away from him?
No, of course I ain’t!
Well, I never seen one guy take so much trouble for another guy. I just like to know what your percentage is.
He’s my . . . cousin. I told his old lady I’d take care of him. He got kicked in the head by a horse when he was a kid. He’s alright. . . . Just ain’t bright. But he can do anything you tell him.
Well, God knows he don’t need no brains to buck barley bags. But don’t you try to put nothing over, Milton. I got my eye on you. Why’d you quit in Weed?
Job was done.