Mr.Bunion: Well, I'm getting pretty near fagged out. I understood Glad Avenue was but a short distance away [Rocky Road]
Mr. Bunion: Can you tell me how far it is to Glad Avenue? Is it far away or close by?
Man: It's close by. Yes, I'll show you and carry your valise for a dime, Mister Bunion.
Mr. Bunion: Carry my valise for a dime? Well you bet you can, at any price, go ahead!
Man: All Right, sir. I'll carry it.
Mr. Bunion: Ha! Ha! He can have the blame thing. I don't want it!
Man: Just follow me. I'll take you to the Ave.
Mr. Bunion: Not! Me to Easy Street. I'll just let him go with that old bag. I never want to see it again. I'll sneak.
Mr. Bunion: That was easy. At last I'm rid of it. He'll think he's swiped something good, ha! Ha!
Mr. Bunion: Well! There's something in life after all, life, life, I love life, we all love life. There is so much in life when you stop to consider --
Man: Mr. Bunion! Take your old valise! I don't want it. Give me my dime. Slick ain't ye?