Glen Charlock's sister, mother, sis... Sister. “Saster." Ha, ha. I'm so sorry about your, um, brother.
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DOC: Thank you.
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Well, money would be a lot easier.
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Um... Do you think that, um... ...you know, maybe your brother was just, um... ...you know, doing his job to try to prevent, um... ...whoever it was from putting the snatch on Mickey? That's way too fucking sentimental. Sounds like somebody objected to Mickey's big giveaway. Mm. The, uh, wife? Business partners? Um...
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That there is Coy Harlingen, the stiff in question. That was taken last night.
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...various cases I'm working on. And, uh...
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...and your own throbbing vein.
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After a long and busy day of civil rights violations...
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...and locks it.
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Are you okay, brother?
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[TRAY CLANGING]
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PENNY: Oh.
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SORTILÈGE: Was it possible that at every gathering... Concert, peace rally, love-in, be-in and freak-in... ...here, up North, back East, wherever. ...some dark crews had been busy all along... ...reclaiming the music, the resistance to power... ...the sexual desire from epic to everyday... ...all they could sweep up, for the ancient forces of greed and fear.
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How much of your own time do you think you got left, kid?
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So who sent you here?
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Now, what the fuck?
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Japonica's...
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Bunco Squad, usually. Does that mean the L.A.P.D. believes every, uh, return from the dead is some kind of con? You're dead, you're dead. Are we talking philosophy?