Oh, mah Gawd! Slim! Slim! Stop—! Le’go! Don’—I’ll kill yo’ fo’ dis!
SLIM (between his teeth)
Git it! Git it!
LUCY BELLE
Slim! Fo’ Gawd’s sake! Oh, mah soul—don’—don’—(Writhing with torture, she sinks to her knees.)
SLIM
Yo’ wan’ me ter twis’ it off—?
LUCY BELLE (choking with pain)
A-all right—Stop! All right, Slim. I’ll git it fo’ yo’!
SLIM