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No, seven steps.

I could do it in my sleep.

That poor fucking guy.

The ambulance wouldn't have helped him anyway.

whoever did this...

and somebody will, there'll be a major fucking investigation.

You think this is funny?

Believe all women Whatever happened there

I drank half a cup before you called. I'm fine

What are you doing? Come here.

Where were you out so late last night?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

We were just fooling around!

I called you half a fucking hour ago.

- Son of a bitch! - Please!

Sorry about the timing.

But when I'm ready...

Great, ball, Sess.

Shirt, shirt, shirt

You know where I was when he was shot?

Although, to see him like that...

I don't care if it breaks me.

- Rosalie, Jesus. - I didn't know if I should come.

Kick leaves and shit over it.

"From my sin, cleanse me.

You can't expect him to understand.

It's unhealthy, this whole obsession with your weight.

With my schedule, l cannot look up phone numbers.

You eat beef and sausage by the fucking carload.

Don't gimme that look IT WAS A FUCKING VEHICLE

The horse was no fucking good, with the fucking colic all the time...

I lived my whole life with dignity.

Don't gimme that look IT WAS A FUCKING VEHICLE

- But, so what? - So what?

I just made some coffee, if you want, eggs...

Now get me the fuck outta here.

He never did nothing to nobody.

It would fucking ruin your life.

Paulmice's farm is all the way up in fucking Sloatsburg.