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Santa Monica for a couple days.
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Just laying low.
Then I called Eddie.
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You called Eddie Nash?
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Yeah, I called him.
I was planning on leaving.
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I mean, I wish I had left.
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What the fuck were you thinking?
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Listen, I knew if I didn't call him
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that I'd never be able
to show my face here in LA again.
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So what did he say?
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Bill, everything was cool.
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Hey, it's John.
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I call him up, he doesn't mention
anything about the robberies.
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- "Come on up."
- All right, I'll be there. Right on.
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- Johnny boy.
- What's up?
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- Hey.
- Brother.
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- Good to see you. Where you been?
- Oh, you know, around.
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Well, I'm glad you come by.
I need a favor.
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- Sure, anything you want.
- I want you to beg.
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- What?
- I said beg, motherfucker!
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Eddie, no!
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- You think I'm stupid?
- No, Eddie!
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You think I don't figure it out?
You bring those people into my house.
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You piece of shit.
I fucking trusted you!
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You dog! Crawl.
Crawl like dog!
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He's not crawling fast enough.
Greg, make him fly.
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You know what they did to me?
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You know what those motherfuckers
did to the Nash?
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You like this?
You fucking sand nigger.
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You fucking greaseball.
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I'm gonna find out who you are,
you cocksucker motherfuckers.
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I'm gonna tear
your fucking eyes out!
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Suck this,
you sand jockey faggot.