"Tell you what?"
"'Bout the other guys 'an about us."
George said, "Guys like us got no fambly. They make a little stake an' then they blow it in. They ain't got nobody in the worl' that gives a hoot in hell about 'em——"
"But not us," Lennie cried happily. "Tell about us now."
George was quiet for a moment. "But not us," he said.
"Because——"
"Because I got you an' ——"
"An' I got you. We got each other, that's what, that gives a hoot in hell about us," Lennie cried in triumph.