Gus: |
(in a playful mood) Not only that, but also quack, quack, quack! |
Nadya: |
Are you trying to say anything? |
Gus: |
Yes, gim'me a moment ta get dah goose out ah me . . . quack, quack [pausing briefly] ahhh, dere we are! |
Nadya: |
. . . and yer point is? |
Gus: |
Unfortunately, not all poets write eloquently. |