Mr. Bunion: The Grand Canon (sic), Ha! Five thousand feet below to the rocks. My! Think of it! Oh! An idea! A good one, too! I'll--
Mr. Bunion: Pitch this old thing down into that gorge, eh! Ugh! And lose it!
[out of panel] Mr. Bunion: At last! I've lost it, ha ha!
Mr. Bunion: Oh, how nice it feels to be without that miserable box! This scenery is fine--oh! eh!--
Mr. Bunion: Oh, who, ah! What is it? Oh! and he's got that old thing with him. I'll have to--
Mr. Bunion: Absent myself and do it quick, too! Whee!
Mr. Bunion: Oh, well! It's no use! I'm in for it? Yes, oh!