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Mmm. [coughs] Oh. Boy, that'll make your liver turn inside out. A few times after I met this Indian, well, we kind of got to liking one another, what with his troubles being respected and all. And then sometimes we'd go to Mrs. Mackie's place. So he took it. Can you imagine that? What kind of sheriff goes around selling cocaine? You tell me that. Don't you tell me that. This went on for a while. I was trying to rib up a little more courage, and one day I decided to pull the job, everything being favorable. So I told this Indian we get us a jug and some girls and meet me out on the road running through Smith's pasture. Trust me, this is better than the last stuff we had.
Killers of the Flower Moon