Bird works.

Bird works.

All those financial bird works.

Gus's mind is starting to work.

else work?

Good work.

You still have a lot of work to do.

And like anything good, you have to work at it.

I think it just might work.

Something that screamed new friend with every wheezing cough from its ravaged lungs.

I was a fool ever to return.

To everyone.

I don't want to be able to rip you apart.

Okay, listen to this.

Get to it there.

You know, this guy used to be so mean to me.

Try to console me, Gus.

At any rate, Sharon, I'd like to introduce to you now a gentleman who has just completed a grueling tour of the underworld.

First, I'm going to move the lawnmower to the foot of the bed.

All right, what I like to do is to go totally by gut instinct.