[Oh fucking - okay sure, they're married. At least the situation seems workable. He can hold back the snort of laughter he wants to give, because this situation is serious enough where the alternatives won't be great for them.
But also, proving to these assholes they have enough to go through all the tollbooths right now sounds like extortion. These guys have shotguns, they'll just get robbed. Johnnie's pistol is tucked into his belt still, Chrissy can reach it if they need it, but that's not enough to get them past two shotguns in one quick moment.]
Don't see why it's your business we gotta prove we can pay the whole way. You seem like a smart guy, so how about this. We prove we got enough to get through yours here, we give you a little extra for bein' so polite, an' we move on?
[Bribery paves more roads than concrete, Johnnie's well aware of that. How could they resist a little extra for themselves beyond the usual toll? Sounds fair enough to him. However far this fucking Green place is, it's not like they're driving all the way there, they just need a little room on a long highway.
Johnnie tries to at least sound a little sad about having to pay, though, and while he doesn't take his eyes off the men with the guns, he tips his head slightly toward his shoulder, indicating Chrissy.]
Go on, sweet thing. We're gonna have to part with some of your mama's treasures.
[Boy, he hopes they'll take payment in jewelry and not some weird shit like fresh water, or - wait! They have the wine. That's gotta be valuable in a time and place like this one, and it's right on top too, she'll remember.]
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But also, proving to these assholes they have enough to go through all the tollbooths right now sounds like extortion. These guys have shotguns, they'll just get robbed. Johnnie's pistol is tucked into his belt still, Chrissy can reach it if they need it, but that's not enough to get them past two shotguns in one quick moment.]
Don't see why it's your business we gotta prove we can pay the whole way. You seem like a smart guy, so how about this. We prove we got enough to get through yours here, we give you a little extra for bein' so polite, an' we move on?
[Bribery paves more roads than concrete, Johnnie's well aware of that. How could they resist a little extra for themselves beyond the usual toll? Sounds fair enough to him. However far this fucking Green place is, it's not like they're driving all the way there, they just need a little room on a long highway.
Johnnie tries to at least sound a little sad about having to pay, though, and while he doesn't take his eyes off the men with the guns, he tips his head slightly toward his shoulder, indicating Chrissy.]
Go on, sweet thing. We're gonna have to part with some of your mama's treasures.
[Boy, he hopes they'll take payment in jewelry and not some weird shit like fresh water, or - wait! They have the wine. That's gotta be valuable in a time and place like this one, and it's right on top too, she'll remember.]