"Well, you ain’t petting no mice while you walk with me. You remember where we’re goin’ now?"
"Oh! I ain’t saying he’s bright. He ain’t,But I say he’s a God damn good worker. He can put up a fourhundred pound bale."
"Then why don’t you let him answer? What are you trying to put over?"
"Say -what you sellin'?"
“Look, Candy. This of dog jus' suffers hisself all the time.”
"Well, you ain't bein' kind to him keepin' him alive,"
"No, I couldn't do that. I had 'im too long."
"S'pose George don't come back no more. S'pose he took a powder and just ain't coming back. What'll you do then?"
“He won't do it, George wouldn't do nothing like that. I been with George a long time. He'll come back tonight-"
“S'pose you didn't have nobody. S'pose you couldn't go into the bunk house and play rummy 'cause you was black. He'll come back. I was talkin' about myself”
"Please don't. Please don't do that. George'll be mad."
"George gonna say I done a bad thing. He ain't gonna let me tend no rabbits. Now don't, I don't want you to yell. You gonna get me in trouble jus' like George says you will. Now don't you do that. Don't you go yellin',"
"You . . . . an' me. Ever'body gonna be nice to you. Ain't gonna be no more trouble. Nobody gon-na hurt nobody nor steal from 'em."
"No, Lennie. I ain't mad. I never been mad, an' I ain't now. That's a thing I want ya to know."
"I thought you was mad at me, George."
"No, Lennie. Look down there acrost the river, like you can almost see the place."