:24:01
He doesn't know you.
:24:04
He hates me.
:24:05
He doesn't hate you.
:24:08
- He hates me.
- No.
:24:09
He just doesn't know you.
:24:11
He hates me. My dad hates me.
:24:15
He hates me. Oh, God.
:24:41
You're gonna be a great writer someday.
:24:45
You might even write about us guys,
if you ever get hard-up for material.
:25:07
I guess I'd have to be pretty hard-up?
:25:12
Yeah.
:25:16
What the fuck do you know about this?
:25:19
Son of a bitch! My little brother.
:25:25
You wasn't planning on taking
the body from us, was you, boys?
:25:30
You get away.
:25:31
We found him. We got dibs.
:25:34
We better start running, Eyeball.
They got dibs.
:25:37
We earned him. You guys came in a car.
That's not fair. He's ours.
:25:41
"That's not fair. He's ours."
:25:43
Well, not anymore.
:25:45
There are four of us, Eyeball.
You just make your move.
:25:48
We will. Don't you worry.
:25:55
Vern, you little son of a whore.
:25:57
- You was under the porch.
- No, I swear it wasn't me.