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How much time?
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Time.
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What time is it now?
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Twentyafterten.
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Jesus. Twentyafterten and it must be ninety already.
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Ninetytwo. Only gonna get hotter. I remember one time . . .
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Accident.
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You got to be more careful. I remember one time
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Yeah, right. Someplace in this dust bowl I can get something to drink?
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Truck stop up a piece. Not much, but us simple folk like it.
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I'll be back in a couple of hours. And be careful with her, will you?
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Just a car.
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Hey.
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Hey, your . . . what the hell happened to you.
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Nothing.
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Don't look like nothing.
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Just banged my head. It was an accident.
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Another accident? You got to be more careful.
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Look, I just want to pick up my car.
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She's all yours. Put a new hose in it, and she runs like a dream now.
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How much?
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Well . . . parts, labor . . . let's call it a hundredfifty bucks.
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How much!?
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Hundredfifty.
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To replace a God damn radiator hose!?
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A God damn radiator hose in a sixty fourandahalf Mustang. You know how long it took me to find that hose?
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About an hour and a half, because that's all the longer I've been gone.
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That's about an hour and a half longer than I usually spend looking for parts. You're the one thinks that car's so damn fancy. What you expect but fancy damn prices?
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That's a Ford, not a Ferrari. You going to tell me no one else in this shit hole drives a Ford?
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That's not just a Ford, that's a sixtyfourandahalf Mustang.
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What's that got to do with the radiator hose?
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I don't know, but it's the reason I'm living here and you're just passing through. Now you owe me a hundredfifty dollars.
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It might as well be fifteenhundred dollars, because I don't have the money.
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Then you ain't gonna have the car.
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Listen, man. I got rolled half and hour ago for everything I had.
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Then you're only a hundredforty five in the hole. Now why don't you just take your Visa Express Silver Card, call Karl Malden and have him send you the money lickity split.
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I don't have a credit card. They took my wallet.
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Now that's too bad. I sure hope you know how to wash dishes or shovel shit 'cause you're gonna have to work this one off.
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You son of a bitch!
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Sweet talk me all you want, I still want my hundredfortyfive dollars.
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Hey there. I was beginnin' to think you wasn't comin' back. You don't look so good.
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Yeah, well, I've been around the bend a bit.
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One of those days you feel like you been runnin' in circles and you ain't no closer to where you tryin' to get than when you started?
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You've been there?
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Hell, I've had days I would gladly trade with a whippin' dog. Ain't much you can do when you feel like that 'cept tough it out.
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You believe that?
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You think bad, and bad is what you get.
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That's a good piece of advice, Darrell.
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No charge.
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Listen, Darrell, about that hundred fifty bucks for the car, as soon as I get where I'm going I swear I'll
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Twohundred.
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What?
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It's going to cost you twohundred dollars.
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You said this morning the hose was going to run me onefifty.
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Yep. For the hose. But while you was gone I replaced a gasket. That's going to run you another fifty.
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I didn't tell you to replace any gasket.
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Yeah, but it was shot.
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I didn't tell you to do it! You can't just do unauthorized work.
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Well, now, you just know all there is about bein' a mechanic, don't you? I can't do unauthorized work. I suppose I can just let you ride out of here with a bad gasket. Then you get in an accident and get killed. Or worse. Who they gonna blame then? They gonna blame me, and there goes my reputation.
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What reputation? You're nothing but an ignorant, inbred, tumble weed hick.
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Is that an insult? Are you insulting me.
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Listen you stupid fuck, I want my car.
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Take it. As soon as I get my money. Fifty dollars for an almost new gasket. You don't know what kind of a deal you're getting.
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I'm taking my car, and I'm taking it now!
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You listen to me, you fancy city man. You owe me money, and this car ain't going nowheres until I get it. And if you take another five hours I'll find another fifty dollars worth of work to do on her. Now get out of here! You're stinking up my garage.
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No!
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What's the matter? The fight gone out of you? I'm just gonna smash a headlight. Maybe two.
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Please, just leave the car alone.
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Yeah, you better remember that.
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Goddamn you! You son of a bitch!
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There you go, sweet talking me again.
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What you want?
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Open up!
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We're closed. Come back in the morning.
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It is morning.
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Come back when the sun comes up.
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What the hell . . . oh it's you. Might've figured. What do you want?
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I want my car.
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You got the money?
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Twohundred dollars in hundred dollar bills. And this morning you was broke.
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What's it to you?
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I don't want no dirty money. I run an honest business.
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Honest like Al Capone on tax day. Where are my keys?
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Can I help you, sir?
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I need a ticket.
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Where to?
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Out of here.
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But, in particular?
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I . . . Mexico. You got a bus that goes to Mexico? That's where I have to go.
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Where in Mexico would you like
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I don't care, just get me there.
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We have a bus to Mexico. Arrives in two hours. Have to make a couple of connections, but it will get you across the border.
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How much.
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One way, or round trip?
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One way.
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Thirty even.
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Twentyseven, fifty. That's all I got.
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The ticket is thirty dollars.
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I bought a beer. That was two fifty. I bought a beer, otherwise I would have thirty.
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I'm sorry, sir. It's thirty dollars for the ticket.
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