OMAM A2:S2 Flashcards
If you guys would want a hand to work for nothin’-just his keep, why, I’d come and lend a hand. I ain’t so crippled I can’t work like a son-of-a-bitch if I wanted to.
You couldn’t go to bed like I told you, could you, Lennie? Hell, no-you got to get out in society an’ flap your mouth. Holdin’ a convention out here.
You was gone. There wasn’t nobody in the bunkhouse. I ain’t done no bad things, George.
Only time I get any peace is when you’re asleep. If you ever get walkin’ in your sleep I’ll chop off your head like a chicken.
We was jus’ settin’ here talkin’. Ain’t no harm in that.
Yeah, I heard you. Got to be here ever’ minute, I guess. Got to watch ya. It ain’t nothing against you, Crooks. We just wasn’t gonna tell nobody.
Didn’t you have no fun in town?
Oh! I set in a chair and Susy was crackin’ jokes an’ the guys was startin’ to raise a little puny hell. Christ Almighty-I never been this way before. I’m jus’ gonna set out a dime and a nickel for a shot an’ I think what a hell of a lot of bulk carrot seed you can get for fifteen cents.
Not in them damn little envelopes-but bulk seed-you sure can.
So purty soon I come back. I can’t think of nothing else. Them guys slingin’ money around got me jumpy.
Purty soon the girls come in an’ they was jus’ as polite an’ nice an’ quiet an’ purty. Didn’t seem like hookers. Made ya kinda scared to ask ‘em. . . . That was a long time ago
Yeah? An’ what’d them sof’ chairs set you back?
Fifteen bucks.
So ya got a cigarette an’ a whiskey an’ a look at a purty dress an’ it cost ya twelve and a half bucks extra. You shot a week’s pay to walk on that red carpet.
But . . . that was nearly twenty years ago. And I can remember that. Girl I went with was named Arline. Had on a pink silk dress.
I s’pose ya lookin’ for Curley? Well Curley ain’t here.
You damn ol’ goat. If you had two bits, you’d be in Soledad gettin’ a drink an suckin’ the bottom of the glass.
Maybe she could ask Crooks what she come to ask an’ then get the hell home. I don’t think she come to ask nothing.
He says he caught his han’ in a gear. Who done it?
Didn’t nobody do it.
So you done it. Well, he had it comin’.
I didn’t have no fuss with Curley.
Maybe now you ain’t scared of him no more. Maybe you’ll talk to me sometimes now. Ever’body was scared of him.
Look! I didn’t sock Curley. If he had trouble it ain’t none of our affair. Ask Curley about it. No listen. I’m gonna try to tell ya. We tole you to get the hell out and it don’t do no good. So i’m gonna tell you another way. Us guys got somepin’ we’re gonna do. If you stick around you’ll gum up the works. It ain’t your fault. If a guy steps on a round pebble an’ falls and breaks his neck, it ain’t the pebble’s fault, but the guy wouldn’t of did it if the pebble wasn’t there.
What you talkin’ about pebbles? If you didn’t sock Curley, who did? Where’d you get them bruises on your face?
I tell you he got his hand caught in a machine.
He caught his han’ in a machine.
So now get out of here.
So . . . it was you. Well . . . maybe you’re dumb like they say . . . an’ maybe . . . you’re the only guy on the ranch with guts. You’re a nice fella.
Listen . . . you! I tried to give you a break. Don’t you walk into nothing! We ain’t gonna let you mess up what we’re gonna do. You let this guy alone an’ you get the hell out of here.
