Seems like.
I need a drink. The Lux still around this place?
I need a drink. The Lux still around this place?
How'bout the loot Pink took off with? Think some guy's not losing his job over that? Some department's losing their job over it. You want to cry me a fucking river over the economy, now?
You kill three, that's three less for competition. You're fixing the job market.
You kill three, that's three less for competition. You're fixing the job market.
When they want to get bit, they don't give a fuck what you like.
[She totes speaks from experience.]
[She totes speaks from experience.]
You don't get out much, do you?
But I like biting! It's fun. Especially with Spike.
And you expect people to belive that?
Language, Pink.
Mr. Orange's dying here.
Mr. Orange's dying here.
He's heard worse before.
What the fuck are you doing here, anyway?
What the fuck are you doing here, anyway?
Now, Mr. Pink, you're sounding awfully wound up for a guy whose balls aren't caught in his zipper. You need a moment?
Please, I haven't even had a fucking coffee in the past five hours. You're sounding awfully relaxed for an asshole who decided that being trigger happy is the new way to express emotional fucking distress.
Hey, I ain't made fucking alarms happen. I didn't make fingers on fucking alarms happen.
And you didn't think there were other fucking ways of handling the situation? You're a sick fuck, Mr. Blonde.
Nothing about this all seem strange to you, Mr. Pink?
Cussing a guy out, then calling'im 'Mister' after? Kind of like, 'I'm gonna make your momma suck my fucking dog's slobbery dick, but we're cool I still respect you'? Don't that all seem strange? The fuck's the matter with you?
You gonna call me names, least don't call me 'Mister' after. Show some fucking respect. Be a professional.
You gonna call me names, least don't call me 'Mister' after. Show some fucking respect. Be a professional.
Everybody does. They just blend in.
Don't even start on strange. You don't know the first thing about strange.
And don't give me any of that 'professional' crap. Coming from you it's shit.
And don't give me any of that 'professional' crap. Coming from you it's shit.
I know, looking'round the place, we're somewhere on the way to Mexico, and I don't gone and packed no sun lotion. And that's strange.
When's the last time on route to Mexico fixed a gunshot wound in less than an hour?
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