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1:09:01
-How about now?
-Let's take a ride.

1:09:10
-Hey! Come back tomorrow!
-Are you mental?

1:09:22
-Where are we going?
-Somewhere quiet. Okay?

1:09:28
-I've got a nice bed back in the trailer...
-What do you mean?

1:09:33
Jesus.
Dead end.

1:09:40
-Watch it, prick! The car's slipping away!
-Fuckin' brakes!

1:09:43
-Jesus! I thought you could drive?!
-Jesus!

1:09:46
-Fucking car!
-Calm down, damnit!

1:09:48
There's my father!
Use the horn!

1:09:51
Hey dad,
over here!

1:09:55
-Got a towing cable?
-It's in the back.

1:10:07
-What do you smell?
-It's nice...

1:10:09
-...I don't smell any fries here.
-No, just ditches and cow shit.

1:10:13
Fucking shit country, fucking lowlands...
1:10:15
...I'm getting out of here.
I'm off to Canada.

1:10:18
-Canada?
-Yup.

1:10:19
-What's over there?
-Adventure...it's not for everyone.

1:10:24
Man, you'll need at least ten grand
to even get there and to get settled.

1:10:29
I'll get it...
I'm nearly there.

1:10:37
-I've seen that woman in the pub.
-It's Fien, from the snack bar.

1:10:41
She's no good.
1:10:42
-What's your problem, fucking hick farmer?!
-Cool it, he's my father!

1:10:48
She paints her face,
like the whores of Babylon.

1:10:51
-So I'm a whore, god damnit?
-He's not talking about you, Babylon is a biblical city.


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