MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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No, sir.	Lauder, Sweet Pea!
Lauder, Sweet Pea!	No, sir!
No, sir!	Do you want to fuck me up the ass, boy? Is that why you called me a 'ewe'? Are you a queer?
Do you want to fuck me up the ass, boy? Is that why you called me a 'ewe'? Are you a queer?	No, sir.
No, sir.	Where are you from, boy?
Where are you from, boy?	Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.	Only two things come out of Oklahoma, steers and queers. Which one are you, boy? I don't see any horns so you must be a queer.
Only two things come out of Oklahoma, steers and queers. Which one are you, boy? I don't see any horns so you must be a queer.	No, sir.
No, sir.	Stop whispering, Sweet Pea, you're giving me a hard on!
Paula, how far would you go to catch Zack?	What do you mean?
What do you mean?	You know what I mean. Would you... let yourself get pregnant?
You know what I mean. Would you... let yourself get pregnant?	No way... Would you?
No way... Would you?	I never used to think I'd do something like that, but now I'm not so sure. You ask me, nine weeks just ain't long enough to get a guy to fall in love with you.
I never used to think I'd do something like that, but now I'm not so sure. You ask me, nine weeks just ain't long enough to get a guy to fall in love with you.	That don't justify trying to trap a boy by getting pregnant, Lynette! Nothing justifies that. I can't believe you're even thinking like that. I mean, that's really backward.
That don't justify trying to trap a boy by getting pregnant, Lynette! Nothing justifies that. I can't believe you're even thinking like that. I mean, that's really backward.	No more backward, if you ask me, than the way these hotshot assholes fuck us, then ditch us. Don't you ever feel used, Paula? Don't you ever feel like if this is all you get for your trouble then the sonofabitch ought to be paying for it...?
No more backward, if you ask me, than the way these hotshot assholes fuck us, then ditch us. Don't you ever feel used, Paula? Don't you ever feel like if this is all you get for your trouble then the sonofabitch ought to be paying for it...?	No. I never feel like that.
No. I never feel like that.	I do.
You little bitch! How could you? Was there ever a baby, Lynette? That's all I want to know! Did you make up that baby, Lynette? Did you??	Of course there was a baby. I'd never lie about something like that. Would I, Paula?
Hey, what kind of name is Pokrifki?	Polish. What kind of name is Mayo?
Polish. What kind of name is Mayo?	Italian. My mom was Irish. I got her ears. But the rest is all wop.
Italian. My mom was Irish. I got her ears. But the rest is all wop.	Where are you from, Mayo the Wop?
Where are you from, Mayo the Wop?	Everywhere and nowhere, Paula the Polack.
Everywhere and nowhere, Paula the Polack.	Seriously.
Seriously.	My father is a Rear Admiral in the Seventh Fleet.
My father is a Rear Admiral in the Seventh Fleet.	Really?
Really?	Yeah. We've lived all over the world. Katmandu, Moscow, Nairobi.
Yeah. We've lived all over the world. Katmandu, Moscow, Nairobi.	Really? I've never been out of Washington except once when I visited this aunt of mine over to Portland. I mean, over at Portland. Ain't it pathetic the way folks talk around here?
I don't know who you think you're talking to! I ain't some whore you brought here! I've been trying to be your friend and you treat me like shit!	Be a friend. Leave.
Be a friend. Leave.	You got no manners and you never tell the truth! You're nothin' special. And if you ask me, you got no chance at all of being an officer!
Hey, man, is the piss-ass money you're making off this worth the risk of getting us all kicked out of here on an honor violation?	I don't notice anyone else complaining.
How about that prick! He told me he wasn't officer material because he grew up poor like me.	He said he grew up poor?
He said he grew up poor?	The kid on the windy side of the baker's window. That's how he put it.
The kid on the windy side of the baker's window. That's how he put it.	Foley's not poor. Buddy of mine in oh-four told me he's the son of a rich doctor down in Louisiana.
Talk to me in the morning. I feel like shit.	But it can't wait.
Calm down, Sweet Pea. She seen a doctor?	No, but she's gotta be at least a month late.
No, but she's gotta be at least a month late.	Doesn't mean shit. Get her to a doctor. You can't do anything until you hear what he says. Make the appointment yourself.
What the fuck is funny about this?	God.
God.	There is not one thing funny here.
There is not one thing funny here.	Who else but God could think this shit up? I spend ten years building those fucking rooms to keep people out, now I gotta figure out how to get in. God, man, He just loves the irony.
You should see the look on your face.	The fuck did you do that for?!
The fuck did you do that for?!	Fuckin' asshole, thinks he knows me. Drives his German car up to 125th Street a couple of times, buys a few rounds, thinks he's a tough guy, thinks he knows me. You don't know one thing about me!
Stop it! Stop it!	Who's the clown now? Huh?! Who's the fucking clown now?!
The hell does she want?	I don't know, she keeps screamin' the same thing over and over.
You're wasting your fucking time, man, you're wasting my time. You don't know how to do this, and the longer we stay in here, the more likely she's gonna lose it and call the cops!	Are you gonna open the safe?
-- posed to mean?	You're here with me, you're already on the hook for one. Buy one, you get the rest for the same price. You know that.
You're here with me, you're already on the hook for one. Buy one, you get the rest for the same price. You know that.	Get the fuck away from me.
Get the fuck away from me.	The kid in here. The other two when we come out.
WHO THE FUCK BREAKS IN THROUGH THE NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE?!	We've got the Kid! WE'VE GOT YOUR KID!! What the fuck is she thinking?!
We've got the Kid! WE'VE GOT YOUR KID!! What the fuck is she thinking?!	She's got your gun, that's what she's thinking! The FUCK you had to bring a gun for?!
I mean, right? Isn't it?	You're an idiot.
Asshole.	A guy shows you a gun, Burnham, and you insult him? Hey, who's the idiot? Huh?
A guy shows you a gun, Burnham, and you insult him? Hey, who's the idiot? Huh?	Where did you get this clown?
Where did you get this clown?	I met him at the tables, same as you. And frankly, I'm grateful we have a little muscle right about now.
I met him at the tables, same as you. And frankly, I'm grateful we have a little muscle right about now.	What tables? I've never seen him before.
What tables? I've never seen him before.	Different tables.
Different tables.	The fuck did you bring a gun for?
Yes. Yes, it's all terrible ironic and amusing. You fuck. Now how are you gonna get us into that room?	Can't. Whole point. Can't get in the room.
Be quiet.	We're trying to scare them, not kill them!
We're trying to scare them, not kill them!	They're coughing.
They're coughing.	They're gonna die in there!
They're gonna die in there!	Nobody is gonna die, man, will you please have the balls to follow through with a good idea? Think about it, what would you do if you were them, stay in there and choke to death, or come out?! Huh? We're just getting them to come out for forty-five minutes, forty-five fucking minutes! The worst that's gonna happen is they pass out, we drag 'em out here into the fresh air, and they'll be fine.
Nobody is gonna die, man, will you please have the balls to follow through with a good idea? Think about it, what would you do if you were them, stay in there and choke to death, or come out?! Huh? We're just getting them to come out for forty-five minutes, forty-five fucking minutes! The worst that's gonna happen is they pass out, we drag 'em out here into the fresh air, and they'll be fine.	Junior, you gigantic idiot, how are we supposed to get into the room if they pass out?
Hey man, after all we went through I am not walking out when we're this close.	Close? Are you insane? We're nowhere near close! Fuck this, I'll make an anonymous phone call on Monday, they'll find the floor safe, and I'll inherit the shit. Little piece of it, anyway, it's better than nothing.
Close? Are you insane? We're nowhere near close! Fuck this, I'll make an anonymous phone call on Monday, they'll find the floor safe, and I'll inherit the shit. Little piece of it, anyway, it's better than nothing.	What about us?
Can we come in?	Stop asking me that. I'm fine. Who called you?
Stop asking me that. I'm fine. Who called you?	You don't look so good.
You don't look so good.	You wake me out of a sound sleep at four in the morning and then tell me I look like hell? Of course I look like hell, you don't look so hot yourself, Jack. I'm freezing here, thank you for checking, can I go?
Master bath.	The hotel guy? It's been in the papers lately. His kids are all suing each other over his estate. He was a total recluse, paranoid, rich as hell, he was worth thirty million or something, now it turns out they can't find half of it. Somebody took something didn't belong to them!
The hotel guy? It's been in the papers lately. His kids are all suing each other over his estate. He was a total recluse, paranoid, rich as hell, he was worth thirty million or something, now it turns out they can't find half of it. Somebody took something didn't belong to them!	I hardly see how family gossip is germane to showing the property.
I hardly see how family gossip is germane to showing the property.	Stop calling it the property, you sound ridiculous.
Stop calling it the property, you sound ridiculous.	Master closet.
Hey, this is perfect for you... Absolutely! You're a woman, you're living alone now. Your alarm goes off, or you head glass break, or for whatever reason you think someone's broken into your home in the middle of the night. What are you going to do? Call the police and wait until they get here on Tuesday? Traipse downstairs in your sexy little underthings and check it out? I think not!	Reinforced steel core walls. Buried phone line, completely separate, not connected to the house's main line and never exposed throughout the house's infrastructure or outside the house -- you can call the police; nobody can cut you off. Your own ventilation system, complete with oxygen scrubber, so you've got plenty of fresh air for as long as you like. And a bank of video monitors --
Cut it back a little bit.	No fucking way.
No fucking way.	He's right, we can't get into the room if they're dead!
We're not gonna do anything about him, he's fine.	If you think I'm gonna let my half of the fourteen million bucks slip away because of --
If you think I'm gonna let my half of the fourteen million bucks slip away because of --	"Half?" What did you, take a nap in math class? Three people, three shares, one third. Four point six six six repeating.
"Half?" What did you, take a nap in math class? Three people, three shares, one third. Four point six six six repeating.	I'm just saying, the man is a problem. And he's your problem. Wasn't me idea to bring him along.
I'm just saying, the man is a problem. And he's your problem. Wasn't me idea to bring him along.	That's right, Raoul, it wasn't your idea, none of this was your idea, it was mine, it's my family we're ripping off, it's my prick grandfather who built that fucking room, it was my idea to get the plans, I found the floor safe, and it was my idea to ask a guy who builds these rooms to help break into one! Me, me, me, I, I, I, at no point did I say "you" or Raoul," got it?
That's right, Raoul, it wasn't your idea, none of this was your idea, it was mine, it's my family we're ripping off, it's my prick grandfather who built that fucking room, it was my idea to get the plans, I found the floor safe, and it was my idea to ask a guy who builds these rooms to help break into one! Me, me, me, I, I, I, at no point did I say "you" or Raoul," got it?	He puts his hands on me again I'll bury a slug in his ear.
He puts his hands on me again I'll bury a slug in his ear.	No, you will not, because without Burnham there's no way in hell we're gonna get into that safe, so as far as I'm concerned he can paint your ass blue and run it up a flagpole and you won't lay a finger on him, you understand me?
No, you will not, because without Burnham there's no way in hell we're gonna get into that safe, so as far as I'm concerned he can paint your ass blue and run it up a flagpole and you won't lay a finger on him, you understand me?	Don't take no tone of voice with me, Homes.
Don't take no tone of voice with me, Homes.	What is this shit you're talking all of a sudden? You're a bus driver, "Homes," you live in Flatbush, so please don't start spouting some Elmore Leonard shit you just heard because I saw that movie too,
We're not coming out. We're not letting you in. Get out of my house.	Say fuck.
Say fuck.	Fuck.
Fuck.	"Get the fuck out of my house."
"Get the fuck out of my house."	Get the fuck out of my house!
Okay, listen, honey, you went double digit here, you must have been shooting out adrenaline like crazy, we gotta bring your blood sugar back up, okay? Can you hear me?	I'm dizzy, not deaf.
I'm dizzy, not deaf.	Hey, she's still a smart ass, excellent sign. Did you see any sugar in here? Any candy bars, anything sweet?
Hey, she's still a smart ass, excellent sign. Did you see any sugar in here? Any candy bars, anything sweet?	Huh uh.
Huh uh.	Okay, you just gotta calm yourself down, that's all, just stay calm and your adrenaline will go back to normal and you'll be fine.
Okay, you just gotta calm yourself down, that's all, just stay calm and your adrenaline will go back to normal and you'll be fine.	What if I keep dropping?
What if I keep dropping?	Not an option.
Not an option.	What if I do?
Alma!? I uhh I don't think...	What do you mean? We're black ain't we? And we care about improving the plight of out people don't we? Or you figure oppression stops at that thing dangling between your legs!
What do you mean? We're black ain't we? And we care about improving the plight of out people don't we? Or you figure oppression stops at that thing dangling between your legs!	Uhh... I with it sister but...
Uhh... I with it sister but...	But nothing, we want full fledged membership in the Black Panther Party... and none of this "Okay sugah as long as you stay in the background washing my socks and rubbing my feet" bullshit either!
Tyrone...	Oh shit Alma... you're...
Oh shit Alma... you're...	I'm okay... listen to me... Let's go with Judge, check it out.
I'm okay... listen to me... Let's go with Judge, check it out.	What?!? Don't tell me you're buying this?
Sit down, This concerns you too. I don't need to say that your department's handling of the Black Panthers -- particularly Inspector Brimmer's "undercover operation" has been a complete travesty.	Just hold on a god damn minute. I...

No, sir.

Lauder, Sweet Pea!

No, sir!

Do you want to fuck me up the ass, boy? Is that why you called me a 'ewe'? Are you a queer?

No, sir.

Where are you from, boy?

Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.

Only two things come out of Oklahoma, steers and queers. Which one are you, boy? I don't see any horns so you must be a queer.

No, sir.

Stop whispering, Sweet Pea, you're giving me a hard on!

Paula, how far would you go to catch Zack?

What do you mean?

You know what I mean. Would you... let yourself get pregnant?

No way... Would you?

I never used to think I'd do something like that, but now I'm not so sure. You ask me, nine weeks just ain't long enough to get a guy to fall in love with you.

That don't justify trying to trap a boy by getting pregnant, Lynette! Nothing justifies that. I can't believe you're even thinking like that. I mean, that's really backward.

No more backward, if you ask me, than the way these hotshot assholes fuck us, then ditch us. Don't you ever feel used, Paula? Don't you ever feel like if this is all you get for your trouble then the sonofabitch ought to be paying for it...?

No. I never feel like that.

I do.

You little bitch! How could you? Was there ever a baby, Lynette? That's all I want to know! Did you make up that baby, Lynette? Did you??

Of course there was a baby. I'd never lie about something like that. Would I, Paula?

Hey, what kind of name is Pokrifki?

Polish. What kind of name is Mayo?

Italian. My mom was Irish. I got her ears. But the rest is all wop.

Where are you from, Mayo the Wop?

Everywhere and nowhere, Paula the Polack.

Seriously.

My father is a Rear Admiral in the Seventh Fleet.

Really?

Yeah. We've lived all over the world. Katmandu, Moscow, Nairobi.

Really? I've never been out of Washington except once when I visited this aunt of mine over to Portland. I mean, over at Portland. Ain't it pathetic the way folks talk around here?

I don't know who you think you're talking to! I ain't some whore you brought here! I've been trying to be your friend and you treat me like shit!

Be a friend. Leave.

You got no manners and you never tell the truth! You're nothin' special. And if you ask me, you got no chance at all of being an officer!

Hey, man, is the piss-ass money you're making off this worth the risk of getting us all kicked out of here on an honor violation?

I don't notice anyone else complaining.

How about that prick! He told me he wasn't officer material because he grew up poor like me.

He said he grew up poor?

The kid on the windy side of the baker's window. That's how he put it.

Foley's not poor. Buddy of mine in oh-four told me he's the son of a rich doctor down in Louisiana.

Talk to me in the morning. I feel like shit.

But it can't wait.

Calm down, Sweet Pea. She seen a doctor?

No, but she's gotta be at least a month late.

Doesn't mean shit. Get her to a doctor. You can't do anything until you hear what he says. Make the appointment yourself.

What the fuck is funny about this?

God.

There is not one thing funny here.

Who else but God could think this shit up? I spend ten years building those fucking rooms to keep people out, now I gotta figure out how to get in. God, man, He just loves the irony.

You should see the look on your face.

The fuck did you do that for?!

Fuckin' asshole, thinks he knows me. Drives his German car up to 125th Street a couple of times, buys a few rounds, thinks he's a tough guy, thinks he knows me. You don't know one thing about me!

Stop it! Stop it!

Who's the clown now? Huh?! Who's the fucking clown now?!

The hell does she want?

I don't know, she keeps screamin' the same thing over and over.

You're wasting your fucking time, man, you're wasting my time. You don't know how to do this, and the longer we stay in here, the more likely she's gonna lose it and call the cops!

Are you gonna open the safe?

-- posed to mean?

You're here with me, you're already on the hook for one. Buy one, you get the rest for the same price. You know that.

Get the fuck away from me.

The kid in here. The other two when we come out.

WHO THE FUCK BREAKS IN THROUGH THE NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE?!

We've got the Kid! WE'VE GOT YOUR KID!! What the fuck is she thinking?!

She's got your gun, that's what she's thinking! The FUCK you had to bring a gun for?!

I mean, right? Isn't it?

You're an idiot.

Asshole.

A guy shows you a gun, Burnham, and you insult him? Hey, who's the idiot? Huh?

Where did you get this clown?

I met him at the tables, same as you. And frankly, I'm grateful we have a little muscle right about now.

What tables? I've never seen him before.

Different tables.

The fuck did you bring a gun for?

Yes. Yes, it's all terrible ironic and amusing. You fuck. Now how are you gonna get us into that room?

Can't. Whole point. Can't get in the room.

Be quiet.

We're trying to scare them, not kill them!

They're coughing.

They're gonna die in there!

Nobody is gonna die, man, will you please have the balls to follow through with a good idea? Think about it, what would you do if you were them, stay in there and choke to death, or come out?! Huh? We're just getting them to come out for forty-five minutes, forty-five fucking minutes! The worst that's gonna happen is they pass out, we drag 'em out here into the fresh air, and they'll be fine.

Junior, you gigantic idiot, how are we supposed to get into the room if they pass out?

Hey man, after all we went through I am not walking out when we're this close.

Close? Are you insane? We're nowhere near close! Fuck this, I'll make an anonymous phone call on Monday, they'll find the floor safe, and I'll inherit the shit. Little piece of it, anyway, it's better than nothing.

What about us?

Can we come in?

Stop asking me that. I'm fine. Who called you?

You don't look so good.

You wake me out of a sound sleep at four in the morning and then tell me I look like hell? Of course I look like hell, you don't look so hot yourself, Jack. I'm freezing here, thank you for checking, can I go?

Master bath.

The hotel guy? It's been in the papers lately. His kids are all suing each other over his estate. He was a total recluse, paranoid, rich as hell, he was worth thirty million or something, now it turns out they can't find half of it. Somebody took something didn't belong to them!

I hardly see how family gossip is germane to showing the property.

Stop calling it the property, you sound ridiculous.

Master closet.

Hey, this is perfect for you... Absolutely! You're a woman, you're living alone now. Your alarm goes off, or you head glass break, or for whatever reason you think someone's broken into your home in the middle of the night. What are you going to do? Call the police and wait until they get here on Tuesday? Traipse downstairs in your sexy little underthings and check it out? I think not!

Reinforced steel core walls. Buried phone line, completely separate, not connected to the house's main line and never exposed throughout the house's infrastructure or outside the house -- you can call the police; nobody can cut you off. Your own ventilation system, complete with oxygen scrubber, so you've got plenty of fresh air for as long as you like. And a bank of video monitors --

Cut it back a little bit.

No fucking way.

He's right, we can't get into the room if they're dead!

We're not gonna do anything about him, he's fine.

If you think I'm gonna let my half of the fourteen million bucks slip away because of --

"Half?" What did you, take a nap in math class? Three people, three shares, one third. Four point six six six repeating.

I'm just saying, the man is a problem. And he's your problem. Wasn't me idea to bring him along.

That's right, Raoul, it wasn't your idea, none of this was your idea, it was mine, it's my family we're ripping off, it's my prick grandfather who built that fucking room, it was my idea to get the plans, I found the floor safe, and it was my idea to ask a guy who builds these rooms to help break into one! Me, me, me, I, I, I, at no point did I say "you" or Raoul," got it?

He puts his hands on me again I'll bury a slug in his ear.

No, you will not, because without Burnham there's no way in hell we're gonna get into that safe, so as far as I'm concerned he can paint your ass blue and run it up a flagpole and you won't lay a finger on him, you understand me?

Don't take no tone of voice with me, Homes.

What is this shit you're talking all of a sudden? You're a bus driver, "Homes," you live in Flatbush, so please don't start spouting some Elmore Leonard shit you just heard because I saw that movie too,

We're not coming out. We're not letting you in. Get out of my house.

Say fuck.

Fuck.

"Get the fuck out of my house."

Get the fuck out of my house!

Okay, listen, honey, you went double digit here, you must have been shooting out adrenaline like crazy, we gotta bring your blood sugar back up, okay? Can you hear me?

I'm dizzy, not deaf.

Hey, she's still a smart ass, excellent sign. Did you see any sugar in here? Any candy bars, anything sweet?

Huh uh.

Okay, you just gotta calm yourself down, that's all, just stay calm and your adrenaline will go back to normal and you'll be fine.

What if I keep dropping?

Not an option.

What if I do?

Alma!? I uhh I don't think...

What do you mean? We're black ain't we? And we care about improving the plight of out people don't we? Or you figure oppression stops at that thing dangling between your legs!

Uhh... I with it sister but...

But nothing, we want full fledged membership in the Black Panther Party... and none of this "Okay sugah as long as you stay in the background washing my socks and rubbing my feet" bullshit either!

Tyrone...

Oh shit Alma... you're...

I'm okay... listen to me... Let's go with Judge, check it out.

What?!? Don't tell me you're buying this?

Sit down, This concerns you too. I don't need to say that your department's handling of the Black Panthers -- particularly Inspector Brimmer's "undercover operation" has been a complete travesty.

Just hold on a god damn minute. I...