"Jeff."
Jeff went to the front of the cell. "Yes?"
"You want to get out of here, I'll make like I'm sick. When that old fool comes in, Bucky and me will grab him and get his keys. We'll give 'em to you and you can beat it."
"What about you?"
"Ha!" Ike scoffed. "They can't do much more to us than they're already going to do!"
"Thanks just the same, but we'd better not."
"You like this hole?"
"No, but there must be a better way."
"There's none quicker."
"I know. Thanks anyway. Why don't you two get out?"