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- because you're a lousy son of a bitch. - You're a dog!

- and then we can talk? - Then breathe, and close your mouth.

- You want us to squat? - Haunch it.

These crackers need more salt.

- What? - Say what?

Give us a second.

Hey, you want some beef? You want some squash?

- Fire escape. - Out the window.

Yeah. Is it off-putting? Or does it look real?

I could heat that apartment all winter, huh?

Liam, what is on your eye?

We're not apologizing, okay? Nobody's apologizing.

- So we're just gonna lock them in there? - They're definitely gonna burn to death.

Let's put on some music, lighten the mood and get this party started.

It was just about making the peace-- that was all that it was about.

and said that my kids wanted to see me?

Oh, yeah, dude, I hate Thanksgiving. What is that?

Can't get it to stay. There you go.

- What the hell is this? - It's a peace treaty.

Uh, I once broke into Dee's apartment and sniffed on her panties.

Yeah, screw everybody else.

I can't believe it's finally arrived.

Yeah. It smells like smoke.

- We don't have beef with you. - You don't have beef with me?

- Mm-hmm. - You realize how preposterous that is?

Don't drag him into your beef 'cause I need him to focus on ours here.

- Absolutely not. - Mash me, baby. Mash me.

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