3477. It was a big cavernous building and we were down in the cellar. We threw the pipe on the floor and it rang out and echoed in the silence and in the distance we could hear a train pulling out of the station.
3478. It was a strange morning and all the time Bluto was silent and frowning, thinking about something. We left at 11:30 because Bluto wanted to get to the scrap metal yard before noon.
3479. Bluto backed the truck out into the street, turned it around and parked it in front of the warehouse. He opened the door, got out and said, “You drive Albert.”