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| 1: How do you write women so well? 2: I think of a man, and I take away reason and accountability. | |
| 1: Kids are scared of the dark. 2: You're afraid of the dark too, [1]. | |
| 1: Mr. Sims, you are a cover-up artist and you are a liar. 2: But not a snitch! 1: Excuse me? 2: No, I don't think I will. 1: Mr.[2]! 2: This is such a crock of s***! | |
| 1: Sorry, your seatbelt seems to be broken. What do you recommend I do? 2: I recommend you quit being such a f*****. You're in the back seat. | |
| 1: I did son, I passed away...I've come back to tell you something. You're an especially odd boy. 2: You came back from the dead to tell me that I'm odd? | |
| 1: This your place, [2]? 2: Yeah, whatta ya think? 1: It's really... awful. 2: Well, I got a lot of stuff on order. You know...credit trouble. | |
| 1: Municipal workers, huh? 2: What? These guys work for the city. 1: They work for the state, you idiot. | |
| 1: Believe it or not, I studied 19th-century French poetry. 2: [laughs] What a waste of time! I mean, for someone else that would be an incredible waste of time. | |
| 1: What? 2: Nothing. You stick out like a sore thumb around here. 1: Me? What about you? 2: I fit in better than you. At least I'm wearing cowboy boots. 1: Oh yeah, you blend. | |
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| 1: So you gotta pierce through that. So what you have to do is, you have to bring the needle down in a stabbing motion. 2: I-I gotta stab her three times? | |
| 1: I forgot my cell phone. 2: You wanna run back and get it? 1: No, we've gone too far. | |
| 1: Get this psycho off of me! Help! I'm being kidnapped! Get this psycho off of me! Let me go! Why in the hell did you do that? 2: Because you told me to. | |
| 1: So do you have any regrets? 2: Garfield, maybe. | |
| 1: Yeah, so who was he? 2: Ted Kaczynski. 1: Haven't heard of him. 2: Hey, [3]! 3: Yo! 2: Who's Ted Kaczynski? 3: Unabomber. | |
| 1: So what do you do, [2]? 2: I... shoot people for money. 1: What kinds of people? 2: Priests, children... you know, the usual. | |
| 1: So, I became... 2: What? 1: Bulimic. 3: ...You can read minds? | |
| 1: Do you love each other? 2: Yeah, yeah, we do. 1: Then money shouldn't really matter. 2: Thank you, bank robber. | |
| 1: You have kids? 2: No I don't. 1: How come? 2: It's an even longer story. 1: Are you my Dad's brother? 2: What's your record for consecutive questions asked? 1: Thirty-eight. | |
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