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(CHIRPING CONTINUES)
MAN: Erstwhile on Fargo...
A family vehicle. A baby in a car.
LESTER: Chaz?
(GROANS) No, no, no. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.
(READING NAME)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
that's the heart of the good book.
I said, "What, Minnesota's not cold enough for you?"
You're gonna say it.
What?
So if you wanna make extra money plowing, see Cindy.
(CONTINUES WHIMPERING)
"I, Lester Nygaard..."
(PANTING)
Just the check please. Thanks.
My mom?
A guy like you, Lester... small town, small time...
Him who?
Back... back to the car.
Heck, sir.
So what did you...
Just give me a damn ride! (GROANS)
Yeah, Gus Grimly. From over Duluth.
Sir?
Oh, sure, yes, sir. You could call Florence herself.
Hey! Here! Here!
Package requested, Frank Peterson.
Nothing.
Coming in with a 313.
I said we're not a taxi... Please, I just... I just need...
(RADIO CLICKS ON)
(SNIFFS)
You're not being very nice.
(SIGHS)
You know what this is about.
turn around and put your hands on your head.
which I know the Lord tests you in all kinds of ways,
(CELL PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)
Yeah, I'll tell the Lieutenant to wait for you.
Out of gas.
And... you know, he and I talked is all.
All right.
(CHUCKLES)
Okay.
Remember, God is watching. (LINE CLICKS)