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Tell me what we're gonna do with all that money. We're gonna go to Vegas. We'll put it all on red. We'll get married again. It'll be real romantic. Mmm. You know what was real, real romantic? What was real, real romantic? When you stabbed that guy. Which guy? The guy that robbed you, the guy that called you a whore, or the guy that looked at you funny? The last one. Yeah. I do remember that. Bats just looked at me funny.
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Look, here's the deal. You rob to support a drug habit. I do drugs to support a robbery habit. That's clever. That's my job, see. It's you two who's on vacation. So you doubt our credentials? Wall Street, right? Doc tell you that? Doc ain't tell me shit. Just a educated guess from an uneducated man. Well, Bats, I would be fascinated to hear your thoughts on the matter. Tell me if I'm way off, Buddy. You were a stockbroker. Maybe a different wife, maybe kids. You stack your paper, but you say shit like, "Work hard, play harder," but you play a little too hard. You rack up debt, the type of debt that'd make a white man blush. Maybe you get into a little trouble. Maybe you get your hand caught in the corporate cookie jar. Maybe you leave and run off to the desert. Maybe with your favorite lap dancer in tow. Maybe you disappear into a world consisting of three things, money, sex, drugs and action. Oh, shit, that's four. Am I close?
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