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Hello, little man. Boy, I sure heard a bunch about you. See, I was a good friend of your dad's. We were in that Hanoi pit of hell together... over five years. Hopefully... you'll never have to experience this yourself, but when two men are in a situation like me and your dad were... for as long as we were, you take on certain responsibilities of the other. If it'd been me who'd- not made it, Major Coolidge'd be talking right now to my son Jim. But the way it turned out, I'm talking to you.
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23.2s
Did you get everything? - Yes, I did. - Good job, Sugar Pop. Did everything go as planned? - You didn't listen to the- Ow! - [ Giggles ] You didn't listen to the radio? I never listen to your fights. Were you the winner? I won, all right. - Are you still retiring? - Sure am. So it all worked out in the finish.
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28.3s
Have you lost your fucking mind? - You were talking about drug shit on a cellular phone! - Lance, help me. - You crashed your car into my fucking house! - Grab her feet. Are you deaf? You are not bringing this fucked-up bitch into my house! This "fucked-up bitch" is Marsellus Wallace's wife. - Do you know who Marsellus Wallace is? - Yeah. If she croaks on me, I am a fucking grease spot! I will be forced to tell him that you did not help and let her die on your lawn. Now, come on. Help me, help me. Pick her up.
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