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Eclipse. Nothing's dead till
it's buried. Did I tell you that?
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I love it!
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- A toast. Let's do the poem, all right?
- What poem?
:44:12
- A toast. Let's do the poem, all right?
- What poem?
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- The poem.
- It's a jailhouse poem.
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- Something we all wrote.
- Excuse me.
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When we're in a sober mood
We worry, work and think
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When we're in a drunken mood
We gamble, play and drink
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But when our moods are over
When our time has come to pass
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We hope they bury us upside down
So the warden can kiss our ass
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- Amen!
- I like that.
:44:42
- You like that, huh?
- It's a little catchy.
:44:47
This is the best.
I mean, this is good, man.
:44:50
- What's wrong, man?
- Nothing.
:44:54
I wouldn't smoke around this, but
it tastes as good as any dollar wine.
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Check, please.
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Wait.
When my moods are over
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And my...
That's not it. Wait a minute.
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You married,
or thinking about it, or what?
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Are you proposing to me?
You're not my type.
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- No, I'm not married.
- Not married?
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- Plan to get married when you get out?
- Yeah, that's the plan.
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- You know, I had this really nice girl.
- Yeah?
:45:29
She was nice. And we were in love.
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And we started talking
about getting married.
:45:35
She's got three brothers, like,
about 1 percent retarded, these guys.
:45:39
They throw a beating on me.
:45:41
Some guys don't appreciate romance.
:45:44
Don't take it personal.
:45:47
She wrote me for a while.
Then it just stopped.
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That's when it hit me: I ain't
ever gonna be with a girl again.
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I'm gonna end up like Eclipse,
kissing pictures in magazines.