How would you describe the mood of the following conversation between Tom, Jule, and Willie?
"Gits so I don' wanta think about it," said Jule. "An' I got to think about it. I got this here little girl. You know how purty she is. One week they give her a prize in this camp 'cause she's so purty. Well, what's gonna happer to her? She's gettin' spindly. I ain't gonna stan' it. She's so purty. I'm gonna bust out."
"How?" Willie asked. "What you gonna do -- steal some stuff an' git in jail? Kill somebody and get hung?"
"I don' know," said Jule. "Gits me nuts thinkin' about it. Gits me clear nuts."