Lennie spoke craftily, "Tell me - like you done before." "Tell you what?" "About the rabbits." George snapped, "You ain't gonna put nothing over on me." Lennie pleaded "Come on, George. Tell me. Please George. Like you done before." "You get a kick outta that, don't you? Awright, I'll tell you, and then we'll eat our supper..."
George raised the gun and his hand shook, and he dropped his hand to the ground again. "Go on," said Lennie. "How's it gonna be? We gonna get a little place." "We'll have a cow," said George. "An' we'll have maybe a pig an' chickens...an' down the flat we'll have a...little peice of alfalfa— " "for the rabbits," Lennie shouted. "For the rabbits," George repeated. "And I get to tend the rabbits." "An' you get to tend the rabbits."