T.C.—Delighted, if I could, but you’re too heavy.
T.T.—(Puzzled). I mean could you sell me through to the Bronx?
T.C.—The strange animals are all there—you might be caged.
T.T.—Well then, Iona Station?
T.C.—What station do you own?
T.T.—You seem stupid, I mean I might go to Iona Station.
T.C.—You have my permission, Ruben.
T.T.—I do want to go there in the worst way.
T.C.—Then don’t use this line, we’re the best way—P.D.Q. way.
T.T.—Oh indeed, what does “P.D.Q.” mean?