plastered on his face.
Take it from me, he ain't got no
cold. He's a cook. Look in his
kitchen and you'll find a whole
grocery list of unsavory ingredients.
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
Drain cleaner, hydrochloric acid,
match heads for red phosphorus,
ether and of course the cold
medicine .. that's for Ephedrene,
soon to become Methedrene
Problem is, I'll be even Miss Julia
fucks up the bouillabaisse from time to time.
EXT. TRAILER - NIGHT
As the structure explodes.
they were pondering a Rembrandt.
It ain't right
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