Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
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1:42:00
The North Star Coffee Lounge seemed like
a fairly safe haven from our storms.

1:42:05
No hassles, no talk.
1:42:07
Just a place to rest
and regroup.

1:42:10
I wasn't even hungry.
1:42:12
There was nothing in the atmosphere of
the North Star to put me on my guard.

1:42:15
[ Banging On Plate ]
1:42:18
Two glasses of ice water
with ice.

1:42:22
Two glasses of ice water
with ice.

1:42:29
Two.
1:42:39
She looked line a burnt-out
caricature of Jane Russell.

1:42:43
She was definitely
in charge here.

1:42:50
He did it very casually...
1:42:52
but I knew that our peace
was about to be shattered.

1:42:56
What was that ?
1:43:09
What is this ?
1:43:11
- It's a napkin.
- Don't give me that bullshit.

1:43:14
I know what that means,
you fat goddamn pimp bastard !

1:43:19
That's the name of a horse
I used to own, ma'am.

1:43:22
- What's wrong with you ?
- [ Narrating ]
The question mark was emphasized.

1:43:24
You listen to me,
you son of a bitch.

1:43:27
I gotta take a lot of shit
in this place, but I don't have
to take it off no spic pimp !

1:43:36
Anybody that knows anything
knows that.

1:43:41
- Go on ! Pay your check
and get out of here !
- [ Gasps ]

1:43:44
You want me to call the cops ?
I'll call the fuck--

1:43:48
[ Duke ]
Oh, shit.

1:43:54
[ Duke ]
Fuck.

1:43:58
Want me to call the cops ?

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