Mr. Bunion: Huh! This is funny. I wonder who he is, "Mr. Bunion, I see in the paper where you are trying to get rid of your valise, Dull Care. If you will be at my office promptly at noon, I will take your valise with me to South Africa. I leave at noon. Be on time! I did this to help you, yours Mr. BigHeart" Well I'll try him--
Mrs. Bunion: Don't forget to pay that gas bill or they'll turn of our lift, ad you'd better order some more coal. We're nearly out.
Mr. Bunion: Yes! Yes! Yes! I'll attend to it! I can't stop now! I've only an hour to get to Big Hearts office. so don't delay me. Well. Tata!
Mr. Bunion: There's my car now. Oh, hey! Hey! Oh, hey! There! Ah! Good! He's going to stop for me. Ah--
Mr. Bunion: Lets see, I ought to be there in about forty-five minutes, its only seven miles, oh, yes, easy! Yes!
Mr. Bunion: Gosh! I hope we're not broke down. I have just simply got to see that man at noon, sure!
Jeff: What did she burn out, Mike?
Mike: No, I think it only blew out, Jeff.
Mr. Bunion: Say, how long do you think we will be delayed?
Jeff: Might be five minutes, might be five hours. Might be five seconds.
Mike: Never mind him, hand me that small wrench! Now hold that wire down!
Mr. Bunion: Pshaw! It's twenty-five minutes to twelve, now. I'll never make it. I'll never make it! Eh! Um!
Jeff: Shall I raise up a little sos you can slip that catch--
Mike: No! No! Raise nothing just hold that wire down.
Mr. Bunion: Do you think if you did fix it in twenty minutes, you could make up the time?
Jeff: If we could fix it in twenty minutes? Yes, but it will be an hour or so before we fix it and then we go to the barn only.