[ He doesn't recognize the voice but for the moment he doesn't question it -- tunnels can make everything sound funny. Besides, he's too exhilarated to even think about stuff like that. ]

Get over here, foo'! You see it, don't ya? Mako. [ He turns his head back to the glow, folding his arms as he takes an appreciative step back. Then he grunts. ] We've been sittin' on it all these years and never knew. If we had, maybe Myrna ...

[ He trails off, not wanting to think about it -- but honestly, what if they'd caught up to the times sooner? He could have gotten his wife better care; she'd be in better health now. Hell, maybe she'd have never gotten sick to begin with, if they had an easier life. ]