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:48:00
You hungry, bitch?
She's a beauty.

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Dear Lord, bless this meal we're about
to receive in Christ's name. Amen.

:48:12
Surprise you, Mickey?
I'm a good Catholic.

:48:17
- Liz, like to hop in the sack with him?
- Oh, Preston.

:48:21
"Oh, Preston". Don 't give me that shit!
Been trying to make her for over a year.

:48:25
But I ain 't been able to score.
:48:33
Mama must have heard me say grace, at least.
:48:37
Look at her go. Sit down, Mama.
:48:44
Mick...
:48:47
Some idiot's been trying to rub me.
:48:52
Really... Who?
:48:54
Who? Obviously a professional contract.
:48:58
Guy goes under the name of Miller.
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And I suppose he teaches English
at Berkeley University.

:49:07
- Why would you say that?
- I write crap like this every day, it's my job.

:49:14
- He was murdered last night.
- Mama, you can...

:49:19
He was murdered last night?
:49:23
- Are you kidding me?
- Liz...?

:49:26
Damn right, he isn't.
:49:29
Murdered last night!
:49:32
- Benny, did you hear that?
- I heard.

:49:35
They finally squashed that bastard.
:49:39
I don 't have to worry
or say my prayers any more.

:49:43
- What?
- I'll explain later.

:49:45
I want you to write that book.
Forget her. She doesn't speak English.

:49:50
I'll give you all that shit about the old days.
:49:53
And look!
Every book starts with a quotation.

:49:57
My book should, too. Let's see... How's this?

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