Your wampum, Herr, then that's that...we swear nothing...you can at least give me that much...[At this point Klavier makes an attempt to hold his own weight until they get to the door.]

I never said that...if it's what you think that'd make two of us...though I suppose you'd end up doing all of the work.

[And now that they are at the door Klavier turns around, leans his back against the door, slides down so that he's sitting, buries his face in his knees and...starts laughing.]