“These greasers run a lousy jail, Lewis, and how about the aircraft? And also, these Neo-rooneys ain’t real Indians, Lewis. They ain’t like Blackfoots or Apaches or Cheyennes or nothin. They’re just a bunch of starvin jungle rats, just like you told me. This is South America, remember? It ain’t like they was your own people or nothin. So maybe you could kind of think of it like a mercy killin, huh, Lewis?”
