Could we have another beer?” “All right. But you’ve got to realize——” “I realize,” the girl said. “Can’t we maybe stop talking?”

“It’s ours.” “No, it isn’t. And once they take it away, you never get it back.”

“No, we can’t. It isn’t ours any more.”

“Then I’ll do it. Because I don’t care about me.” “What do you mean?” “I don’t care about me.” “Well, I care about you.”

“I love you now. You know I love you.”

“And if I do it you’ll be happy and things will be like they were and you’ll love me?”

“Then what will we do afterward?” “We’ll be fine afterward. Just like we were before.” “What makes you think so?”

“I’ll go with you and I’ll stay with you all the time. They just let the air in and then it’s all perfectly natural.”

“I know you wouldn’t mind it, Jig. It’s really not anything. It’s just to let the air in.”