Oh, shit! Chow, what the fuck? Watch out for the claws! They're trained to kill! His beak is so sharp! Ow! Ow!
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That's okay. I know it's scary. Hector. Run upstairs and grab a pair of sweatpants for Alan here.
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Well, don't worry. It all ends tonight.
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No, you spit in your own hand.
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- Marshall's gold? - Yep.
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I'll be in the limo.
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Deal's a deal.
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Doug is my insurance. He stays with me. You don't give me Chow, I blow his brains out. You go to the cops... ...I blow his brains out. That's insane! We don't even know where the fuck he is! No one does. But I figure the wolf pack has the best chance of finding him. You have three days. Get to work. Can you take Stu instead? Fuck you, Alan.
