"It's pain," said Chafnu mildly. "Improvement if released, your thanks."
"You're a wise guy, Chafnu," said Curly. He knew that he was skirting a dangerous edge, but he was just too irritated to care. "You're a bug-eyed bastard. What do you say about that?"
"I have comment inward," the Martian answered, trying to pull away from the foreman's grip.
"In fact," said Curly, now squeezing harder, "I got a good mind to kick you right in the seat of the pants. And keep kickin' till you fly right back to Mars."
"Pain," said Chafnu. "Can release do?"
"And what if I don't?"
"Am in power yours," said the Martian.
"You're goddam right. And I'm going to give you a little lesson in manners, you—"
"Curly!"