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Sound
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Edited by
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Production Manager
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Director of Photography
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Music
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Coproduced by
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Produced by
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Directed by
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"In the eighties"
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Morning time... A wet rag
to make you feel fine...
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God, I'm blind!
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A sandwich for the little
one... Yes, I'll cut it.
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No way! Go change.
Everyone will know we're broke.
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-Bedrich, take that inside.
-Where do you think it's going?
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What an example you are.
Know what that's called?
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The morning swig stage.
You're ripe for treatment!
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See that?
Your mom wanted to stab me!
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You tell me to lighten up
but you're flashing that...
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-Sorry.
-...that knife at my liver
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-and then "Sorry." -I said sorry
-Sorry what? Sorry how?
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Sorry, gentlemen of the jury,
that I left a knife in his gut.
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For Christ's sake! Eat...
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Him too. First they crucify him,
right. Rail spikes everywhere...
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Then he rises from the dead...
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So they reevaluate things and...
It's, "Sorry."