That's what they pay to see--not hopin' you get killed, but not wantin' to miss seeing it in case yuh do.

And with this the only airplane around here--why, say, bo, it's a cinch!" Johnny fanned the smoke away from his face and eyed Bland with lofty tolerance.

"And where do you expect to come in?
You needn't kid yourself into hoping I'll take you for a self-forgetful martyr person.
What's the little joker, Bland ?" Bland turned his pale, opaque stare upon Johnny for a minute.

"Aw, for cat's sake, gimme the doubt, bo! I'm human in more ways than tryin' to see how much booze I kin lap up.

It's a chance I want to start fresh.
This bumming around ain't getting me anything.