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Man, it's a long story. I met D'Wana three months ago. She had a little pudge in her stomach but I didn't pay it no attention. Come to find out, she six months pregnant. Saying I'm the daddy!
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What?
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What?
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Yeah, I broke up with her two Fridays ago and she's been harassing me ever since. She don't care about the restraining order or nothing.
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Yeah, I broke up with her two Fridays ago and she's been harassing me ever since. She don't care about the restraining order or nothing.
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Restraining order? Where the hell you meet this girl?
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Restraining order? Where the hell you meet this girl?
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I went back to Watts to sell my old car and met her on the way. Worst day of my life.
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I went back to Watts to sell my old car and met her on the way. Worst day of my life.
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Damn, you got a stalker.
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Damn, you got a stalker.
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That ain't the worst part. Her little sister, Baby D. She's the one that gets real physical. But I got a restraining order on her, too.
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That ain't the worst part. Her little sister, Baby D. She's the one that gets real physical. But I got a restraining order on her, too.
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You got a restraining order on a little girl named Baby D?
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You got a restraining order on a little girl named Baby D?
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You don't know Baby D.
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Who is that?
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That's the sister.
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That's the sister.
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Yo know what? I'm starting to like Rancho Cucamonga.
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Yo know what? I'm starting to like Rancho Cucamonga.
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I know what 'cha thinking. I thought the same thing. But it can't happen.
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I know what 'cha thinking. I thought the same thing. But it can't happen.
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Why?
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Why?
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Because, it's been a little tension between us ever since they got out the joint and ran their momma crazy. And I'm just trying to keep the peace. We moved out here to get away from that shit.
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Craig, what the hell are you doing?
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Nothing.
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Man, I don't think I can do this, Craig. I got the B-G's.
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What's the B-G's?
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What's the B-G's?
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The bubble guts. I'm so nervous it feels like I'mma shit on myself.
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Karla.
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Craig and Karla, damn that sound pretty good together. Where you going?
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Craig and Karla, damn that sound pretty good together. Where you going?
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To the Cucamonga shopping center.
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To the Cucamonga shopping center.
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Oh yeah, why you walking?
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Oh yeah, why you walking?
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My brothers won't give me a ride.
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Huh?
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What are you doing here?
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What are you doing here?
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I hope you don't think I'm crazy, but I just had to come in here and show you I ain't scared of yo' punk ass brothers...and you wouldn't have be scared of 'em neither if you had a man like me in yo' life.
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I hope you don't think I'm crazy, but I just had to come in here and show you I ain't scared of yo' punk ass brothers...and you wouldn't have be scared of 'em neither if you had a man like me in yo' life.
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What?? So you snuck in my room to tell me that?
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What?? So you snuck in my room to tell me that?
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Yes I did. Excuse me.
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That nigga worst than them damn pit bulldogs or something! That's why moving wit'cha Uncle Elroy and Cousin Day-Day is the best thing for you right now.
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Ya'll making me look like a punk.
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Ya'll making me look like a punk.
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It ain't about being a punk, son. It's about this...
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Nice neighborhood, huh?
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It's alright.
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It's alright.
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18-years of chasing dogs; and my lazy ass brother hits the lotto his first time playing. I still can't figure that one out.
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18-years of chasing dogs; and my lazy ass brother hits the lotto his first time playing. I still can't figure that one out.
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Why they got to have the loudest house on the block!
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You coming in?
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No, I'mma go on to work. I don't wanna hear Elroy's mouth. Now listen to me, Craig. It's gonna be different living over here. Don't let your uncle and your cousin get you into no shit. Understand?
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No, I'mma go on to work. I don't wanna hear Elroy's mouth. Now listen to me, Craig. It's gonna be different living over here. Don't let your uncle and your cousin get you into no shit. Understand?
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Hey, Pops, I'm grown. Can't nobody get me in trouble no more.
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Hold up, Elroy, that's my boy. Craig, what the hell wrong with you? Where you been?
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Have you seen Day-Day?
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Two bullets? Yo' ass ain't changed. Back in the day, all I had was a stick.
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Come on.
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Nigga, you got knock the fuck out.
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Yeah, pops!
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My name is Miss Ho Kym. Day-Day just trying to be a smart ass. Nice to meet you, Craig. Are you 'bout it, 'bout it?
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Excuse me?
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Excuse me?
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I said...are you 'bout it, 'bout it -- rowdy, rowdy?
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See you later, Day-Day. Come by after work, I got the John Blaze shit for you.
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Nice to meet you?
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Nice to meet you?
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Peace out, Craig.
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I can't get jiggy with this shit. Where is the damn manager?
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Sir, the manager stepped out for a moment. I'm currently running the store. Can I see the CD?
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No, give me my damn money back. Right now, and I don't have no damn receipt neither.
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Okay, sir...but where's the cover?
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Okay, sir...but where's the cover?
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I don't have no damn cover.
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I can't give you your damn money back on this.
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Bullshit! I'll go postal in this mothafucka!
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Bullshit! I'll go postal in this mothafucka!
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Well, you gonna have to go postal then.
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Look, Roach, I know you ain't never worked in a record shop before and you're a little excited. But if Pinky catches you doing that X-Games shit off his counter top, we both getting fired. You feel me?
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I feel you. I've just been practicing that one move all week. I thought that was it.
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That the big one, huh?
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You damn right that's the big one.
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Today ain't my day.
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Bummer, huh? And Friday is suppose to be a kick-ass day.
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I do.
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Damn nigga, don't Jack the joint. I didn't even pass it.
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Damn nigga, don't Jack the joint. I didn't even pass it.
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Sorry, dude.
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Who the fuck is that, Day-Day?
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Let it go, Roach, trust me.
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Let it go, Roach, trust me.
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I'm not letting nothing go. They killed my board.
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I'm not letting nothing go. They killed my board.
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Let it go!
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Finally you got a bitch, huh, Roach?
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He's a boy, dude.
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Hey, guys, I'm outta here.
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Thanks for the help.
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Thanks for the help.
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Hey, man, the pleasure's all mine. Thanks for the dog, and the money. Maybe my dad won't kick my ass tonight.
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Hey, man, the pleasure's all mine. Thanks for the dog, and the money. Maybe my dad won't kick my ass tonight.
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Call me.
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Call me.
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Okay, later, bro. Hey, Craig, nice smokin' wit'cha.
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Ah damn. Damn.
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I got fired too.
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I got fired too.
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What?!
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When my back gets better I'mma beat the black off you, Day-Day.
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I know. I'm sorry.
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I know. I'm sorry.
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Sorry, my ass.
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What the fuck you looking at?
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Nothing.
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Shut up! Both of you right now!
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Shhhh! Roach, shut the fuck up.
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Shhhh! Roach, shut the fuck up.
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I don't believe this sugar shit. Something ain't right.
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I thought you were taking me to see Mama?
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I'll take you later.
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I'll take you later.
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When? After you get all drunk and loaded?
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When? After you get all drunk and loaded?
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Hey! I said I'll take your fuckin' ass later. Now get out of here. You're scaring our company.
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You come way out here to get into more trouble. You could've stayed at home.
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Willie, shut up. Yo' old ass need to get in a little bit o' trouble sometimes.
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Willie, shut up. Yo' old ass need to get in a little bit o' trouble sometimes.
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Don't get it twisted, Elroy. I ain't lost none of my street skills.
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Need to lose some weight.
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Shut yo' ass up.
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Damn, big bro. You swung that like Sammy Sosa.
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The skills are still intact. Now tie his ass up, Elroy.
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My back.
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What's the matter?
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What's the matter?
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I slip my disc, again... Oh got damn.
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Okay, okay, that's enough. Go put on some damn clothes.
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Elroy.
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Elroy.
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Suga. Go ahead and get us something to smoke on.
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Suga. Go ahead and get us something to smoke on.
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Okay. Bye, Craig.
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You shot her?
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No.
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No.
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Who did?
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Who did?
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I don't know. The only thing I know about him is that he works for your husband.
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I don't know. The only thing I know about him is that he works for your husband.
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What?
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What?
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And your husband works for somebody else.
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And your husband works for somebody else.
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What the hell are you saying?
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Are you 'fucking with me!?
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The gun...
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The gun...
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What about the gun?
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What about the gun?
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It wasn't loaded. I didn't put the bullets in it.
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It wasn't loaded. I didn't put the bullets in it.
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You...
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It's about time I did. I was one of those guys, workaholics. I worked my ass off for them - my wife, my daughter. That's just what I thought I was supposed to do.
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Yeah, all right, listen...
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Yeah, all right, listen...
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So when she wanted a divorce...I was...I didn't know what I'd done wrong. I didn't see it. I didn't see it....
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Oh, we'll have to do better than that.
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You worthless piece of shit! Gimme that!
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Goddamnit, you fuckin' bum, come here!
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Gimme a dollar.
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Gimme a dollar.
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Fuck you!
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Foreigners! Fuck!
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Frogs. They copy our blue jeans and when we need their help in Kuwait, where the fuck are they?
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Ain't seen you in a coon's age, Johnny.
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I been mindin' Pearl.
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I been mindin' Pearl.
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Pshaw now! Ain't it a caution what women'll load onto a feller's back when he ain't lookin'?
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See ye got two more peeps to your brood.
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Yeah, and ornerier than the rest.
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Yeah, and ornerier than the rest.
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How's your own boy, Miz Cooper?
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How's your own boy, Miz Cooper?
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Ain't heard from Ralph since last Christmas. Don't matter -- I've got a new crop. I'm a strong tree with branches for many birds. I'm good for something in this old world and I know it, too! We know that she will rout the Devil.
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Ain't heard from Ralph since last Christmas. Don't matter -- I've got a new crop. I'm a strong tree with branches for many birds. I'm good for something in this old world and I know it, too! We know that she will rout the Devil.
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Got a good buy in soap, Miz Cooper.
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Got a good buy in soap, Miz Cooper.
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Don't need no soap. I'm boilin' down the fat from my hog.
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Nightmares are expected after psychological trauma. Don't worry, they go away.
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I sure as hell hope so.
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How long's this been going on?
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Since the murder. She was fine before that.
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