Villa Lobos- Is that Mexican? The name is Spanish, but I am Colombian. - That's some handle you got there, honey. - Thank you. And what is your name? Butch. Butch. - What does it mean? - I'm an American, honey. Our names don't mean shit. So, moving right along, Esmarelda, what is it you want to know? - I want to know what it feels like to kill a man. - I couldn't tell ya.
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Will you give me oral pleasure?
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Not regularly, no. Well, there's this passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides... by the inequities of the selfish... and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger... those who attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know I am the Lord... when I lay My vengeance upon you."
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Come on, honey!
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- What is this you're watching? - A motorcycle movie. I'm not sure the name.
My mother said... pick the perfect one, and... you... are... it.
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You know any of them old jokes? Well, I only got the chance to say one 'cause we only did one show. - Tell me. - It's corny.
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[ Grunting ]
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Huh?
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- [ Woman On Television ] Don't you dare strike me! - Hello. Lance! Vincent. I'm in big fuckin' trouble, man. I'm coming to your house. W-Whoa. Whoa. Hold your horses, man. W-What's the problem? - I got this chick, she's fuckin' O. D.in' on me! - Well, don't bring her here! I'm not even joking with you! Do not be bringing some fucked-up pooh-bah to my house! - No choice. - Wh- She's O.D.in'? - She's fuckin' dyin' on me, man! - [ Man On TV ] Just dandy. Okay, then you bite the fuckin' bullet, take her to a hospital and call a lawyer. - Negative! - This is not my fuckin' problem, man! You fucked her up, you fuckin' deal with this! Uh, are you talkin' to me on a cellular phone? I don't know you. Who is this? Don't come here! I'm hanging up the phone! Prank caller! Prank caller! [ Tires Screeching, Engine Racing ]
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What the fuck is this place? This is Jackrabbit Slim's. - An Elvis man should love it. - [ Sighs ] - Come on, Mia. Let's go get a steak. - You can get a steak here, daddy-o. Don't be a- Oh, after you, kitty-cat. [ People Chattering ]