SARBER. The dog?
JOE. Yes.
SARBER. Is that the same one I dropped the rail on?
JOE. [Nods.] Me an' Jim put his leg in splinters last night.
SARBER. [Shaking head and smiling.] Jim!
JOE. [Pointing to coach.] Looks like you been in the real estate business, Bill.
SARBER. Wall, yes—we took a turn or two at it.
Enter BOLLINGER.
BOLLINGER. Hello, Sarber, when's your ingine start?
SARBER. Joe's fixin' one of her drivers.