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Bobby B. |
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"I'm happy to do it. It's just that 40 minutes I spend at Rite Aids getting some stool softener that was on sale." |
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Tony |
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"What I was thinking was a tri-umber-thing. Like Caesar." |
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Sal |
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"What did I ever do to this guy?" |
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Paulie |
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"They release these fucks from the can. Obviously, he wasn't reabullated." |
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Johnny |
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"What's this, the fucking U.N. now?" |
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Tony |
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"Free spirit Janice! Rebel without a cause! While I sit here mired in her bullshit, trying to be a good son, while you're off dropping acid and blowing roadies! " |
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Bobby B. |
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"Roadies?" |
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Tony |
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"Oh, you don't want to know!" |
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Tony |
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"To tell you the truth, me and my uncle don't talk much anymore." |
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Doctor |
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"I'm sorry to hear that." |
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Tony |
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"Don't be, he's a hostile prick." |
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Tony |
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"You want more responsibility? Start by controlling your wife." |
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