“You know, Crunch, I think I could get to like you. You don’t look like a bad man to me.”
“Crunch good man,” the Indian said.
“Then why do you work for Dietz?” Biff asked.
No reply.
“Oh, you don’t have to tell me. But I know we could be friends. I’m not going to try to get away from you.”
“You do one time. Make fool out of Crunch. Boss Dietz very mad at Crunch.”
“You’re not going to believe this, Crunch, but I never did escape from you. Honestly.”
“Now you make joke with Crunch. You get away. Last night. Before sky get dark.”
“How could I, Crunch?” Biff asked. “Have you looked around the windows? The bars are still all in them, aren’t they?”
“Crunch look good. Bars all there. You get out by magic.”