"Awful doesn't begin to tell it," the congressman choked. "It's—it's awful!"
"Yeah. That's what I mean to say."
"How can anything sound like that?" the congressman asked hauntedly.
"If it can look like that," the thug said, "I guess it shouldn't have no trouble soundin' like that."
"And look at that girl, will you? She's actually talking to the filthy thing."
"She looks plenty hot under the collar."
"Why not? I'd be sore as hell myself."
"When do we get to the curve, boss?"
"I don't know," the congressman said. "But I can't wait. The sooner that car crashes and takes that frightful thing with it the better."