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.