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Didn't DEBBIE deserve anymore? | No she didn't... |
No she didn't... | What did you do with her? |
What did you do with her? | You know everyone accuses me of being sick - the press, the TV - but I'm not you know - they are - I don't watch it for entertainment every night - I don't sit and watch it whilst eating my dinner - they all say, how could he cut her up? She was dead - I can't hurt something dead - And all this whilst they slobber down their processed beef burgers by the dozen - I couldn't eat one of those burgers, you don't know what has gone in them! |
What didn't you like about her? | I hated being treated like a failure - looked down on - my sister used to do that - I hated it - I should have known, when we got married - in a registry office of course - she wore maroon - I just wanted a white wedding I think she thought I was a ticket to the good life. I had a good job, prospects. And she was a slut - I didn't know until too late. One day, I came |
What was your relationship with STEPHANIE? | It was wrong - all my life I have been cheated - cheated of anything good - I shouldn't have been born - I was a mistake - my natural mother was a whore - that makes me... |
I want you out now | Leave!? Who the hell do you think you are? |
Leave!? Who the hell do you think you are? | I'm your landlady |
The only chick more untouchable than Christy Malone is Miss April. "Hi, my name's Ginger. I love tofu burgers, rainy nights, and riding bareback. My biggest turn-off is cell phones during sex." Here's a tip: set it on VIBRATE, honey, and don't be stingy with the lube. Don't knock it till you tried it. | Were you always this sick? |
Were you always this sick? | One thing for sure, Christy Malone ain't lookin THAT good naked. |
Who the hell was your father? | Well, Dad said... |
Don't you know anything about limo etiquette? Everything in here is included for our pleasure. | Wait a second, I thought we were hamburger guys. |
Wait a second, I thought we were hamburger guys. | And like every hamburger guy knows, when you get your one big chance at the good life, you abuse every second of it until they figure out you don't belong there and kick your sorry ass out. |
Naked girls, wild sex, video games. No wonder it's called "Heaven." | This is a fun place...but we don't usually come here until after the orgies. |
Not bad for a hack. He has a future in yellow journalism. | He kicked major ass and you know it. |
Great jacket, Teddy Bear. | Yeah? You like? |
Yeah? You like? | Makes your shoulders look so big and broad. |
We understand your disappointment, Teddy. Christy is a pretty, sexy, provocative, voluptuous... We...uh...we understand your disappointment. | It's my private business! Mine! |
But just for the record, my Mom is a kick-ass schoolteacher and my Dad is the best damn auto mechanic this side of the Himalayas. You seem to have forgotten they opened Nelson's FAMILY Market so they could build something permanent, a legacy, for us. Their kids. | I didn't forget. |
I didn't forget. | You ever look down on them again and call them "grocers" like it's a dirty word, and you'll be sucking your filet mignon through a straw for six to eight weeks. Got it? |
Don't write that part. | Is this an gritty expos茅 or a candy ass press release? |
Is this an gritty expos茅 or a candy ass press release? | Write what you want. Just try not to make it so obvious that you're crazy about me. |
Write what you want. Just try not to make it so obvious that you're crazy about me. | Life must be peachy on Planet Ted. |
Life must be peachy on Planet Ted. | Funny you should say "peachy." |
Funny you should say "peachy." | I did my homework. Your grandfather was a peach farmer. |
I did my homework. Your grandfather was a peach farmer. | My adoptive grandfather. Who knows what my biological grandfather did. |
My adoptive grandfather. Who knows what my biological grandfather did. | Undoubtedly an aristocratic bartender of some sort. |
Charlie's right. Jealousy is so unattractive. | Second only to unbridled, narcissistic conceit. |
Second only to unbridled, narcissistic conceit. | Why can't you be nice to me? |
Why can't you be nice to me? | You've got enough people kissing your ass. |
I can't believe your dad built this for you. | He didn't. He had it built. |
He didn't. He had it built. | Whatever. |
Whatever. | Not "whatever." It's two different things. |
Not "whatever." It's two different things. | He cared enough to want you to have it. |
He cared enough to want you to have it. | He phoned it in. |
He phoned it in. | I see. |
I see. | I doubt it. |
I doubt it. | Now it makes sense, the whole neo Bohemian, down with hypocrisy, fight the power crap. You're a poor little rich girl. |
Now it makes sense, the whole neo Bohemian, down with hypocrisy, fight the power crap. You're a poor little rich girl. | The ozone must be fully depleted on Planet Ted. |
The ozone must be fully depleted on Planet Ted. | You think my dad would have been like that if I knew him? You think he would have bought me a stadium, instead of teaching me how to play ball? |
You think my dad would have been like that if I knew him? You think he would have bought me a stadium, instead of teaching me how to play ball? | Your dad taught you everything. |
Your dad taught you everything. | I mean my father. |
I mean my father. | A father is nothing but sperm, Ted. It takes a real man to be a dad. |
A father is nothing but sperm, Ted. It takes a real man to be a dad. | It's all so complicated. |
It's all so complicated. | It's incredibly simple. |
It's incredibly simple. | I feel like I'm being drawn and quartered. Like every part of me is being pushed and pulled and tugged in a different direction. |
I feel like I'm being drawn and quartered. Like every part of me is being pushed and pulled and tugged in a different direction. | Eventually you'll let go. |
Eventually you'll let go. | And then what? |
And then what? | Then you'll see who's really holding on to you. |
Then you'll see who's really holding on to you. | You're amazing. |
You're amazing. | I know. |
I know. | Even when you infuriate me, I still want to kiss you. |
Even when you infuriate me, I still want to kiss you. | But you never do. |
But you never do. | If we were a team, we could do anything. I mean, anything. |
That's probably my office. | Well? Where the hell are you? |
Well? Where the hell are you? | He's on the move? |
He's on the move? | I got an anonymous tip and an address in Cincinnati. |
I got an anonymous tip and an address in Cincinnati. | Let's do it. |
I need your help. I'm really in deep shit. | Don't say "shit," honey. Use the strong vocabulary God gave you. |
All I can tell you Sam, is hang in there. They clear you of this mess, you get reinstated, with back pay... | That's great. I'll just tell my creditors I'm not a rapist. No problem... Shit. I can't believe the board's going to act without even hearing my side of it. |
That's great. I'll just tell my creditors I'm not a rapist. No problem... Shit. I can't believe the board's going to act without even hearing my side of it. | The Van Ryan family created Blue Bay. They built the school... Sandra Van Ryan calls up the board and says kiss my ass, they say, left, right, or in the middle. You're gonna need some help on this one, Sam. You're gonna need a lawyer, and he'd better be a good one. |
Wasn't enough Van Ryan had to destroy the people who invested here. He got to be old, he and his rich cronies would come down here, hunt and whore, act like assholes. One trip he showed up with this young girl he'd picked up somewhere, gotten her pregnant then dumped her in the swamp. That came with her. | And the child... |
And the child... | She had it, before she drank herself to death. Wasn't exactly a love child... |
She had it, before she drank herself to death. Wasn't exactly a love child... | Suzie. Then you're not her grandmother... |
Suzie. Then you're not her grandmother... | Raised her like she was, but no, Walter's my only child. He was a good boy, till the army took him. |
You remember that little girl walked out of our talk at Blue Bay? | The skinny brunette. |
The skinny brunette. | This is where she lives. She wants to talk. Beats the shit out of me why she would call me at all. I busted her once for possession. she wound up doing about six months at Camp Nine. |
This is where she lives. She wants to talk. Beats the shit out of me why she would call me at all. I busted her once for possession. she wound up doing about six months at Camp Nine. | You mean Camp Sixty-Nine. |
I'm tired, Ray. I'm going home. | Where's Lombardo? |
Where's Lombardo? | He's leaving the country. And I don't give a shit. |
He's leaving the country. And I don't give a shit. | The blood type on the rocks matches Suzie's. |
The blood type on the rocks matches Suzie's. | It's Homicide's job now, Ray, let 'em do it. I'll tell you something else, there's more to this story than you know, Ray... If Suzie is dead, I think Hunter may be on the right track... |
You didn't tell me you were gonna put me on the fucking news. | We need to tape the interview, Suzie. No one will see it but us. Now when was this, that Mr. Lombardo gave you the ride? |
He did say something. | What was that? |
What was that? | He said, "No little bitch can ever make me come." |
The teeth, were they... | Suzie Toller's. And that's the only thing saving your sorry ass. |
Will you calm down. Duquette's gonna come to you just like he did to me. You're gonna have to be ready for him. | Yeah, but he can't push you around like he can me. You've got family and they've got clout. With we it's different... with me... |
Yeah, but he can't push you around like he can me. You've got family and they've got clout. With we it's different... with me... | Yeah, I've got family and they've got clout and now you have me. Right? And Sam. Believe me, Suzie, this dickhead's not going to send you anywhere. He's gonna try and rattle your cage, and that's it. Stay strong and he can't do shit. |
Yeah, I've got family and they've got clout and now you have me. Right? And Sam. Believe me, Suzie, this dickhead's not going to send you anywhere. He's gonna try and rattle your cage, and that's it. Stay strong and he can't do shit. | Man, I wanna smoke a joint. |
You're gonna fuck me over, aren't you? | Oh, for Christ's sake. |
Oh, for Christ's sake. | You are. |
You are. | Are you retarded, or just brain dead from whiffin' fumes out there in the swamp... |
God, you scared the shit out of me. You must be crazy coming here. | Of course I'm crazy. Ask my mom. |
I'm here. | Okay. I want you to hear this too. We've got to be cool. All of us. People think I'm rich, for Christ's sake. I'm doing what rich guys do. I'm spending my money. It's more suspicious if I sit around doing nothing. Now don't let this cop fuck with your minds. |
I'm really serious. That cop, he keeps watching me. | Duquette. Forget him... |
Duquette. Forget him... | I can't help it. He gives me the creeps... I mean why was Suzie so scared of him? She's not that way. I think he did something... |
I can't help it. He gives me the creeps... I mean why was Suzie so scared of him? She's not that way. I think he did something... | Yeah, he got her busted for possession... |
Yeah, he got her busted for possession... | I don't know... I think it was something else... Suzie says the bust was bullshit... |
I don't know... I think it was something else... Suzie says the bust was bullshit... | And you believe her? |
And you believe her? | I don't know. I want to see you... |
I don't know. I want to see you... | Kelly... Relax. Take one of your mom's valium or something. In another week you get on the plane. It's over. We're rich. |
Kelly... Relax. Take one of your mom's valium or something. In another week you get on the plane. It's over. We're rich. | But what if they find out... God, they'd put you in the gas chamber... |
Nellie Gail Ranch... | Sound nice? It's a fucking drug rehab farm. It's where Kelly Van Ryan went when her morn fished her out of the swamp. Meanwhile, you get educator of the year I mean there's no way they can put this thing in front of a jury. Shit, they haven't even taken your statement yet. Reason? They're still shoveling dirt and my guess is, they're coming up empty. Now tell me I'm right. |
Sound nice? It's a fucking drug rehab farm. It's where Kelly Van Ryan went when her morn fished her out of the swamp. Meanwhile, you get educator of the year I mean there's no way they can put this thing in front of a jury. Shit, they haven't even taken your statement yet. Reason? They're still shoveling dirt and my guess is, they're coming up empty. Now tell me I'm right. | There's nothing for them to get. |
There's nothing for them to get. | Good. So what we're going to do is march right to Hunter's doorstep. We're going to insist they take a statement. We're going to tell them to charge your ass or get off your back. They're walking a fine line here. Defamation of character, malicious prosecution... |
Good. So what we're going to do is march right to Hunter's doorstep. We're going to insist they take a statement. We're going to tell them to charge your ass or get off your back. They're walking a fine line here. Defamation of character, malicious prosecution... | I just want my life back... |
I just want my life back... | Fair enough. Let's go make a statement. |
Come on, let loose! | I was just thinking about where I'm gonna stay. I lost the house. It's like waking up from a goddamn nightmare. |
I was just thinking about where I'm gonna stay. I lost the house. It's like waking up from a goddamn nightmare. | You'll get over it. We've got a knockdown, airtight, motherfucker of a lawsuit against Sandra Van Ryan. |
You'll get over it. We've got a knockdown, airtight, motherfucker of a lawsuit against Sandra Van Ryan. | Just like that? |
Just like that? | Just like that? These people ruined your life, bro. |