OMAM A3:S1 Flashcards
Look.
What’s the matter with her? Oh, Jesus Christ!
George, George! Come here . . . George!
What do you want?
What done it?
Ain’t you got any idea? I should of knew. I guess way back in my head I did.
What we gonna do now, George? What we gonna do now?
Guess . . . We gotta . . . tell . . . the guys. Guess we got to catch him and lock him up. We can’t let him get away. Why, the poor bastard would starve. Maybe they’ll lock him up and be nice to him.
You know better’n that, George. You know Curley’s gonna want to get him lynched. You know how Curley is.
Yeah. . . . Yeah . . . that’s right. I know Curley. And the other guys too.
You and me can get that little place, can’t we, George? You and me can got here and live nice, can’t we? Can’t we?
It was somethin’ me and him had. I think I knowed it from the first. I think I knowed we’d never do her. He used to like to hear about it so much I got fooled to thinkin’ maybe we would. I’ll work my month and then I’ll take my fifty bucks. I’ll stay all night in some lousy cat-house or set in a pool room until everybody goes home. An’ then-I’ll come back an’ work another month. And the. I’ll have fifty bucks more.
He’s such a nice fellow. I didn’t think he’d ‘a’ done nothing like this.
Now listen. We gotta tell the guys. I guess they’ve gotta bring him in. They ain’t no way out. Maybe they won’t hurt him. I won’t let ‘em hurt Lennie. Now you listen. The guys might think I was in on it. I’m gonna go in the bunkhouse. Then in a minute you come out and tell like you just seen her. Will you do that? So the guys won’t think I was in on it?
Sure, George. Sure, I’ll do that.
Okay. Give me a couple of minutes then. And then you tell you head off. I’m goin’ now.
Maybe like that time in Weed you was tellin’ me about. Well, I guess we got to get him. Where you think he might o’ went?
I don’t know.
I guess we gotta get him.
Couldn’t we maybe bring him in and lock him up? He’s nuts, Slim, he never done this to be mean.
If we could only keep Curley in. But Curley wants to shoot him. And s’pose they lock him up, George, and step him down and put him in a cage, that ain’t no good.
I know. I know.
I think there’s only one way to get him out of it.
I know.
Go in and tell my old man. Get a gun from him. Let’s go now. You’re comin’ with us fella!
Yeah. I’ll come. But listen, Curley, the poor bastard’s nuts. Don’t shoot him, he didn’t know what he was doin’.
Don’t shoot him! He’s got Carlson’s Luger, ain’t he?
Maybe Carlson lost his gun.
