Lefty enters the room, carrying a 10-gallon aquarium. Inside is his pet turtle.
Tony: Hey, Lefty, whatcha got there?
Lefty: My toitle.
Tony: Ah, yes.
Newsman: Is that...thing going to be living with us?
Lefty: Riiiiiiight, riiiiiiiight. Don't worry. He won't distoib ya. He'll be as quiet as a mouse.
Newsman: Well, he'd better be. I am a serious journalist. I need complete silence when I'm working on a story.
Huge explosion. Crazy Harry laughs like a loon.
Lefty: Heh heh heh. You tell 'im, Harry!
Crazy Harry: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Lefty: Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!
Tony: Does your turtle have a name?
Lefty: Mr. Toitle.
Tony: Oh. Well. That's...that's original.
Lefty: Yeah. What'd ya expect? Maurice? Vinnie? He's a toitle, and he's a boy. Hence, Mr. Toitle. Get it?
Tony: Got it.
Lefty: Good.
Tony: Where are you going to put Mr. Turtle's tank?
Lefty: I'm glad ya asked, kid! C'mere!
Lefty leads Tony into the hall.
Lefty: I got dis table fer Mr. Toitle.
Tony: Wow. Solid oak. Where'd you get it?
Lefty: It fell off a truck.
Tony: Ah.
Lefty: Riiiiiiiight. Gimme a hand.
Tony and Lefty carry the table into their room. They place it in a corner. Lefty puts Mr. Turtle's tank on top.
Lefty: Dere ya go, Mr. Toitle! Hope ya like yer new home! Now if you'll excuse me--
Tony: Where are you going?
Lefty: I got a coupla golden AN's I hafta unload. Wanna come wit?
Tony: Where'd you get some golden AN's?
Tony & Lefty (together) They fell off a truck.
Lefty: Riiiiiiight, riiiiight! You're learnin', kid! Well, I'm gonna make like a banana, and split!
Lefty exits.
Tony: Geez, that guy's playing with dynamite...
Crazy Harry: Did somebody say dynamite ? !
Tony & Newsman: NO!
KA-BOOM!
Another of Crazy Harry's explosives go off. Harry laughs. Tony and the Newsman, covered in soot, look at each other, then at Harry, in exasperation.