18 Exit Through the Gift Shop –––––––– “Okay, this is where the fun begins, so listen up,” said Quint. “The first thing you’re gonna do is to open the cylinder—like this.” He slid the cylinder lock forward and pushed the spindle out, which clicked, softly. “Right? Okay?” “Got it,” I said. “Mm,” said Jesse. Quint moved to load the g*n—a stainless steel Smith and Wesson which was so new it gleamed; I mean it positively shined—but paused. “Jesse? You got it?” Jesse shifted in the doorway of the shop—which was wide enough to hold us all. “Slide the cylinder lock forward ... then push the cylinder out. Got it,” he said. “Okay.” Quint turned his palm up—which was full of copper rounds. “Now we’re gonna load it. Just slide each of them into a chamber—like that—rotate the cylinder ... clos