[ Butch ] I think I cracked a rib. - Giving me oral pleasure? - No, retard, from the fight. - Don't call me "retard." - [ Slurred Voice ] My name is Fabby. - My name is Fabienne! - Stop it. - Stop it! - My name is Fabi- Shut up, fuckhead! I hate that mongoloid voice. Okay, okay. Sorry, sorry, sorry. - [ Water Stops ] - [ Butch ] I take it back.
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Jimmie.
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Pride only hurts. It never helps.
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If you left it at the apartment, it's not your fault.
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Will you give me oral pleasure?
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Hello? Billy Raye was a preacher's son and when his daddy would visit he'd come along Vincent.
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I can hear it. I thought you told those fuckin' assholes never to call here this late! Yeah, I told them. And that is exactly what I'm going to tell this fucking asshole right now.
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I just want you to know how- I just want you to know how sorry we are th-that things got so fucked up... with us and Mr. Wallace. W-We got into this thing with the best intentions. Really. I never- Oh, I'm sorry, did I break your concentration? - [ Gasping ] - I didn't mean to do that. Please. Continue. You were saying something about "best intentions."