"That's right," Jason said, "except me."
"How long did Ruth stay on the radio?"
"About sixteen hours. I ordered her to sleep a few hours ago."
"You're pretty good at giving orders," Tom said.
"Someone has to."
"Yeah." Tom ran a hand across his mouth. Boy, could I use a cigarette. Funny, I haven't even thought about them in years.
"Look," he said to the radio, "we might as well settle something right now. How many men are you going to let me have?"
"Don't you think you'd better save that for now and get back to work?"
"It's too damned cold out there. My fingers are still numb. You could have done a better job on insulating this suit."