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You're an asshole, Moran. | I want Taupin. |
I want Taupin. | What makes you so sure he's the one? |
What makes you so sure he's the one? | Just for laughs we raided wonder boy's house. There was a gallon of one of the corpse's blood in his carpet. I think it was about then I withdrew his name for humanitarian of the year. |
Just for laughs we raided wonder boy's house. There was a gallon of one of the corpse's blood in his carpet. I think it was about then I withdrew his name for humanitarian of the year. | What's all of this got to do with me? |
What's all of this got to do with me? | What were you doing in Felton? |
What were you doing in Felton? | Research. If your pal was there I never saw him. |
Research. If your pal was there I never saw him. | I have witnesses that can put the two of you together. |
I have witnesses that can put the two of you together. | Never take up poker, Detective. |
Never take up poker, Detective. | Don't be stupid, lady. Your neck can be sliced as fast as anyone else's. |
Come on Brenna, your ass is already in a sling, don't drag me into it. | All I need is for you to check the name. |
All I need is for you to check the name. | You talked to your supervisor lately? He's burning up the place about you just dropping out of sight. That on top of the cops bugging him. |
You talked to your supervisor lately? He's burning up the place about you just dropping out of sight. That on top of the cops bugging him. | I'll take care of that Corey, but I need this now. |
Good way to lose your job. | Some job. Card filing and cabinet dusting. Four years in this dump and I haven't written anything for Wilson that a wounded yak couldn't do. |
Some job. Card filing and cabinet dusting. Four years in this dump and I haven't written anything for Wilson that a wounded yak couldn't do. | I liked the bit you did about Baltic chastity belts. Too bad no one else did. |
I liked the bit you did about Baltic chastity belts. Too bad no one else did. | It's bullshit. Everything. My job, the people I get involved with, I'm up to here with it. |
It's bullshit. Everything. My job, the people I get involved with, I'm up to here with it. | You always were hard to impress. |
Someone should check him out. Maybe a collection somewhere got knocked over. He has one, he might have two. | You see that desk? _Your_ desk? You see the crap piled up on it? |
You see that desk? _Your_ desk? You see the crap piled up on it? | Give it a rest Ned, huh? |
Three days you've laid there. It's time you ate. | This can't be. |
This can't be. | You are not dead, boy. Accept it. |
You are not dead, boy. Accept it. | This is monstrous. I'll burn in hell for all eternity. |
This is monstrous. I'll burn in hell for all eternity. | You'd have to die first. Aqui. |
Harder! You swing like an impotent cow! | Go to hell. |
Go to hell. | Oh, the boy has a mouth, now if only he had an arm. |
Should have seen him the first night. Son of a bitch stood there with a quart of blood on his pant leg and didn't even blink. | You'd think he'd had practice. |
All right, dear. | Wait a minute, Bruce. Have you got that money? |
Wait a minute, Bruce. Have you got that money? | The five hundred? Sure. |
The five hundred? Sure. | On second thought, would you let me have it? I'll get the tickets. |
On second thought, would you let me have it? I'll get the tickets. | But -- |
But -- | Believe me, Bruce, I know what I'm doing. He'd get you in a crap game -- |
Believe me, Bruce, I know what I'm doing. He'd get you in a crap game -- | But I don't gamble, Hilda! |
But I don't gamble, Hilda! | I know a lot of men who didn't do anything till they met Walter Burns. Please, dear. |
I know a lot of men who didn't do anything till they met Walter Burns. Please, dear. | All right. One -- two -- three -- four -- five. Five hundred. Be careful, honey. |
All right. One -- two -- three -- four -- five. Five hundred. Be careful, honey. | I'll be careful, darling. You be, please. |
Well, I'll tell you one thing, old man, she never looked at me the way she's looking at you. | I might have, Walter, but you were never there. |
I might have, Walter, but you were never there. | Anyway, I'm glad you two are going to be happy and have all the things I couldn't give her. You know, Hildy is about the best reporter in the country -- and that goes regardless of sex. But all she really ever wanted was a home. |
If he's nuts, why doesn't the State just put him away? | Because it happened to be a colored policeman. |
Because it happened to be a colored policeman. | The colored vote happens to be very important to the Mayor of this town. |
The colored vote happens to be very important to the Mayor of this town. | Especially with an election coming up in a few days. |
You drunken idiot! Arrest him! The idea of coming here with a cock-and- bull story like that! | It's a frame-up! Some imposter! |
Well, anyhow, I won't be covering stuff like this any more. | What's the matter? Getting yellow? |
Well -- Williams goes a little balmy and begins making speeches on a plan he's got to save the world. Only he makes his speeches, usually, on a very busy street and neglects to get a license for it. Well, the cops let him alone as much as they can because he's harmless and they're kinda sorry for him. But one day he de... | His Honor, the Mayor, now comes out with a statement that Earl Williams is a dangerous character in the employ of two or three foreign governments and the police are going to get him dead or alive. Somebody sends out a tip that this guy is hiding in Molly Malloy's joint. And this colored policeman, Daniels, goes over t... |
That word is special. That word is only for something really important. Now, repeat after me... Bugger off. | Bugger off. |
Bugger off. | Sod. |
Sod. | Sod. |
Sod. | Bloody. |
Bloody. | Bloody. |
Bloody. | Now put them together. Bugger off, you bloody sod. |
Now put them together. Bugger off, you bloody sod. | Bugger off, you bloody sod. |
Bugger off, you bloody sod. | OK. You're in. |
It was great for me, how was it for you. | A bit too quick. |
A bit too quick. | Well. Now we can do it slow. Are those some kind of stockings you're wearing? |
Well. Now we can do it slow. Are those some kind of stockings you're wearing? | They might be. |
They might be. | I mean, no suspenders. They just kinda' disappear up your ass. |
Come on, ma... this bitch's got it coming. | No, I told you... |
Christ, you scared the shit out of me. | Aw, you ain't seen nothing yet. |
Aw, you ain't seen nothing yet. | Is your brother ready to go? |
Is your brother ready to go? | Oh... yeah, he already left. We'll wait inside, come on. |
Oh... yeah, he already left. We'll wait inside, come on. | He left! |
He left! | Yeah, come on. |
Hey, great they're back. | Whoopie fucking doo. |
Can I help you with something? | I was just wondering. |
I was just wondering. | Wondering what? |
Wondering what? | Are you two gals all funny with each other? |
Are you two gals all funny with each other? | What? |
What? | You know... a couple of queers. |
You know... a couple of queers. | Do you believe this fucking girl? |
Do you believe this fucking girl? | I was just wondering, cause you got a pissy look about you... like a real pussy licking bitch. |
What the hell are you laughing about? | I just pictured the tire sitting in a chair watching TV. |
I just pictured the tire sitting in a chair watching TV. | Oh, wonderful. Fucking psycho. |
Take that, you fucking slut! Fucking redneck whore! | You shouldn't a done that. |
You shouldn't a done that. | Why? You gonna do something about it? |
Why? You gonna do something about it? | Yeah, I'll do something. |
Keep the change and get yourself a new name. | Holy crap, thanks! |
How long have you been running this place? | How long is a piece of string? Too God damn long, that's how long. |
No, really. | Shit, I don't remember exactly. I took over for my Pa just after the Duke nabbed the Oscar. |
Shit, I don't remember exactly. I took over for my Pa just after the Duke nabbed the Oscar. | The Duke? |
The Duke? | Yeah, my Pa wasn't right in the head after that. |
Yeah, my Pa wasn't right in the head after that. | You mean John Wayne? |
You mean John Wayne? | Hell, boy there some other Duke you know about? A great American. |
Hell, boy there some other Duke you know about? A great American. | Yeah, I was never that big of a western fan. I like science fiction. |
Yeah, I was never that big of a western fan. I like science fiction. | I figured that much. Why the fuck you asking so many jackass questions for? |
I figured that much. Why the fuck you asking so many jackass questions for? | You see me and my friends are writing a book on offbeat roadside attractions. You know all the crazy shit you see when you drive cross country. |
You see me and my friends are writing a book on offbeat roadside attractions. You know all the crazy shit you see when you drive cross country. | I don't drive cross country. |
I don't drive cross country. | But if you did. |
But if you did. | I don't. |
I don't. | But suppose for a second you did. |
But suppose for a second you did. | Y'all find us country people real funny like don't ya... well, God damn pack up the mule and sling me some grits, I'ze a gotta get me some schooling. |
Y'all find us country people real funny like don't ya... well, God damn pack up the mule and sling me some grits, I'ze a gotta get me some schooling. | No, no I think it's really interesting. |
No, no I think it's really interesting. | Well fuck me Side Sally, who want to read about all that horse shit anyway. |
Really? Huh, I thought for sure you'd say Lynette Fromme. She's got that snooty vibe I know you dig. | Sqeaky! No way, she ain't that hot. |
Sqeaky! No way, she ain't that hot. | She's pretty cute. |
She's pretty cute. | Yeah but, she reminds me of this chick that I remember from fourth grade... called a... shit, what did we call her? Oh yeah, Patty Pee-pee Pants... when ever she got called on by Miss Chumski, this chick would piss in her pants and start bawling. |
Yeah but, she reminds me of this chick that I remember from fourth grade... called a... shit, what did we call her? Oh yeah, Patty Pee-pee Pants... when ever she got called on by Miss Chumski, this chick would piss in her pants and start bawling. | There always one kid with no bodily controls. We had this dude, Jeff Baxter, he was a puker. The fucker would just sit there puke all over himself. |
There always one kid with no bodily controls. We had this dude, Jeff Baxter, he was a puker. The fucker would just sit there puke all over himself. | Better than pissing... anyway so, what's your choice? |
Better than pissing... anyway so, what's your choice? | If we're talking cute... like regular cute, I'd say Leslie Van Houton, but cute ain't hot. |
If we're talking cute... like regular cute, I'd say Leslie Van Houton, but cute ain't hot. | Yeah, no shit. |
Yeah, no shit. | As far a hot... goes I gotta go with... Ruth Ann Moorehouse. |
As far a hot... goes I gotta go with... Ruth Ann Moorehouse. | Oh yeah, I forgot about her. She was pretty hot. |
Oh yeah, I forgot about her. She was pretty hot. | Fuck yeah, she is. I'd join a cult to get some of that... and the best part is she didn't try to kill the President or nothing, so that baggage ain't hanging around. |
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