haven't felt it a bit. been inside with the air conditioner blastin' all day long.
i'm by myself today, ate my lunch outta the microwave.
whatsamatter?
isn't there a law or something against retards serving food to the public?
you could sue the shit out of her, ya know. that kid belongs under a circus tent, not flippin' burgers. you could own that fuckin' place.
that's all that's been on the box all day. they killed some people didn't they?
knock yourself out.
what do you want from me? i did what you said.
he comes in here every day and we bullshit. he's used my toilet a thousand times. if i told him no, he'd know something was up.
what? are you kidding? i didn't do anything!
i wasn't scratching!
i'm not calling him a liar, okay? i'm simply saying that if i was scratching, and if i did scratch, it's not because i was signaling the cop, it's because i'm fuckin' scared shitless.
don't do that! look, you asked me to act natural, and i'm acting as natural -- in fact, under the circumstances, i think i ought get a fuckin' academy award for how natural i'm acting. you asked me to get rid of him, i'm doing my best.
six-fifty.
i didn't. you gotta believe me, i didn't.
you fuckin' liar, i didn't say shit!
i never said help us!