- Hello? - Yes, honey. Make it quick. I got a live one tonight, and I totally fucked up my face. DOC: Aw. Oh, okay. Mickey Wolfmann, what can you tell me? Powerhouse in L.A. real estate. From the desert to the sea. Technically Jewish, but wants to be a Nazi. What's he to you? DOC: Possible case. Let's say I wanted to hang out and rap with this Wolfmann.
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Well, you could, uh... ...bring your soap and clean my feet.
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What else?
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Sure I did. No. You were always true.
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- You never did let me down, Doc. - Don't worry. I'll... No, I mean, really. Ever.
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Hey, before you leave. Can I get a ride with you? - This place is freaking me out. - Mm... Okay.
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All right, I'll look into it personally.
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SORTILÈGE: These were perilous times, astrologically speaking, for dopers... ...especially those of high school age. Who'd been born, most of them, under a 90-degree aspect... ...the unluckiest angle possible... ...between Neptune, the doper's planet... ...and Uranus, the planet of rude surprises.
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Just to check and see the current state of affairs of my old stomping grounds. Seeing as your effort to keep lines of communication had been... ...limited. To say the least.
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It isn't what you're thinking. Don't worry. Thinking comes later.
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Luz! The midday refrescos now, if you wouldn't mind.