Lennie turned his head. "No, Lennie. Look down there acrost the river, like you can almost see the place." Lennie obeyed him. George looked down at the gun. There were crashing footsteps in the brush now. George turned and looked toward them. "Go on, George. When we gonna do it?" "Gonna fo it soon." "Me an’ you." "You…and me." Ever’body gonna be nice to you. Ain’t gonna be no more trouble. Nobody gonna hurt nobody nor steal from ‘em." Lennie said, "I thought you was mad at me, George." "No," said George. "No, Lennie. I ain’t mad. I never been mad, an’ I ain’t now. That’s a thing I want ya to know." The voices came closer now. George raised the gun and listened to the voices. Lennie begged, "Le’s do it now. Le’s get that place now." "Sure, right now. I gotta. We gotta." And George raised the gun and steadied it, and he brought the mussel of it close to the back of Lennie’s head. The hand shook violently, but his face set and his hand steadied. He pulled the trigger. The crash of the shot rolled up the hills and rolled down again. Lennie jarred, and then settled slowly forward to the sand, and he lay without quivering. George shivered and looked at the gun, and then he threw it from him, back up the bank, near the pile of old ashes.
The ending of the story is the culmination of the previous events in the story. It is the point of highest intensity. It is a changing moment for George and the death of Lennie. This scene symbolizes the the pain of isolation, the influence of intolerance, and the American dream which seems something so distant yet so easy in concept. This passage is representative of the life during The Depression, the crushing of ambitions, and dreams. It is also representative of the deep isolation that is felt during The Depression, the people struggling to find jobs. The people living in fear, in poverty, and in dangerous conditions. It exemplifies the sad realism during that era. "Maybe ever’body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.”