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Me, my name's Harriet, but everybody calls me Happy.

Do you play squash, Brian?

- What we gonna do about the long gun? - Nothing, nothing.

I'm trying to quantify how helpless this one feels

It's only 9:30.

Where is that, sir?

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I got him up on that Scona, made him take off his shoes, got him a cup of tea.

"What's up dude" is the question.

But now, I'm gonna...

- What's the story on this thing? - It's the last bed you'll ever buy.

I guess we'll just eat less food.

It's a shit-covered bed that's what it is.

are liars, thieves, and a categorical waste of time and resources.

- What's this? - It's a switchblade.

"Not much" is the answer to that question.

I'm just so fucked up.

Goddamn, if you don't try to squeeze an "R" in every word.

He laid there for a couple of minutes.

On the one hand,

- You like her like her? - I don't know.

Effectively combines three of my great fears.

- feel less depressed. - Antidepressants?

Definitely white.

I still get these alumni newsletters from Graaten.

I think we both know that's not the case.

Went out there last week, and...

I meant your dad?

Yeah, well, I...

- Just over there. - Thank you.

Press the button.

Watch your step.

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The pipe looks strong enough, the rope looks strong enough, leave that.

Since brevity is the soul of wit

I barely have a job, so do you wanna see this?

I'm just afraid that I fucked everything up beyond repair.

For his 8th birthday, I got him a bike.

What are you up to?

I called my mother the other day.

Brian, you heard it. OK.

It's hard to say... I mean nobody knows to what degree the rat feels helpless.

I work for my sister.

Here I am with you fish-face perverts.

This has to be the last time we talk about this.

wee lil'key here.

Whatever that boy wants, he'll figure it out at some point.

Had a white stepfather had to deal with my sister's Afro coiffures.

Oh, I'm sorry... Hello.

Drop by her place.

You want a little bit of ethanol?

Shit, what happened to you?

Looks like a 22.

I guess I had to know one way or the other.

You've got fertile soil right next to you here.

Who makes your appointments? Who takes your drycleaning in?

My father's 80th birthday.

Colonel Muammar Al-Gaddafi.

- Yes, so... - Shit.

First, I wanna tell you that...

They clocked it.

- Have you got any beer in the fridge? - No.

- Look at that energy pattern. - You look at it.

I think you understand me...

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A salesman with a shiner. I'm gonna believe him.

He told his teacher once that...

Thanks for the cellphone.

You must've been tired.

- She'd be right, it's inappropriate. - Yeah.

A toast, Brian?

- Here's my sister. - Hi.

It's just a figure of speech, I'm half Jew myself

She looked like a dog when he finished with 'em.