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1:30:02
- They took away my film.
- They took away his film.

1:30:05
No.
1:30:24
I'm sorry, Mr. Farmer.
1:30:28
It's all right, Harrigan.
1:30:30
This could mean another $10 million
at the box office.

1:30:55
Gracias, seƱor.
1:30:57
What did you play?
1:30:59
Sinatra. $6 worth of Sinatra.
1:31:03
Bullshit.
1:31:05
- Bullshit?
- Bullshit.

1:31:09
I mean, S.O. B:
Standard Operational Bullshit.

1:31:15
They kill the poor, sweet son of a bitch...
1:31:17
...and then they give him a sendoff
like he's some kind of a saint.

1:31:22
She's going to sing, for Christ's sake.
Come on.

1:31:24
I mean, she knifes him in the back,
and then she's going to sing to him?

1:31:28
It's bullshit, Culley.
1:31:31
Probably.
1:31:32
It's not funny.
1:31:35
I guess it's not.
1:31:37
Or maybe it should be.
1:31:40
You want to step outside?
1:31:42
- Who are you talking to?
- Culley.

1:31:44
You're looking between us.
1:31:46
Maybe I am, but you know who I mean.
1:31:48
Culley. How about it?
You want to step outside?

1:31:51
Nope.
1:31:53
Come on. I want to fight you.
1:31:55
What for? You know I can lick you.
1:31:57
Right. That's why.

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