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How are you doing?

Pretty good.

How are you?

I'm great.

Oh, I love that SVU.

I think Mariska Hargihy,

she's just darling.

And her mama is Jayne Mansfield,

so you know those breasts are real.

Now, for safety, we always bring

the first-time clients into this room.

It's above board, nobody does

anything they're not comfortable with.

You understand?

Wow.

You understand?

Yeah, I guess.

Okay.

What am I gonna do now?

I guess that's why they didn't

show me around the first day.

Wanted to ease me into it.

Guess I'll have to find something else,

or maybe Rex will get a job

or maybe that lottery ticket I've got in

my purse has three good numbers on it.

Hey, Dee, what's up?

It's Rex. You kind of need

to come pick him up.

He's in no condition to drive.

You know how it gets in here

when the Cowboys lose.

I'm on my way.

Dee, isn't it hard being

on your feet in your condition?

I'm used to it.

Heck, four kids in five years,

it feels weird when I'm not pregnant.

And it's good for business.

Behind the bar,

the big b*obs keep them here,

and at closing time she comes out

and the belly sends them home.

Ha, ha, ha. Fair enough.

Stupid.

Where is he?

He's cleaning up in the john.

We'll help him get into the truck.

Yeah, he's gonna need it.

I can walk, man, I can walk.

Dude, you can't walk.

Rex had a rough day, Sam.

And your mom took the kids, told

him to come blow off some steam.

Yeah, well, good idea, Mom.

Thank you, Phil.

Sure thing.

Take care of my boy.

So I heard you got a job.

That one in Lareena, right?

That's so awesome.

Yeah, I don't think

that's gonna work out.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Sometimes I wish

I could just start all over again.

Come on, this isn't you.

You're Samantha Dale Horton.

You're the prettiest girl

this town has ever seen,

and you always get

what you want.

Besides, I've spent too many years

being jealous of you

to feel sorry for you now.

You'll figure this out.

I am so sure of it.

I wish I was.

Hey, I love you.

Love you.

You call me tomorrow.

Okay.

Well, folks, if you moved to Texas...

Damn it, Rex, we're

almost out of gas.

We're looking at temperatures

in the 90s all week long,

possibly hitting triple digits

by the weekend.

Dang gas guzzler.

You look good.

Well, you sure don't.

What were you thinking?

Look, I spent all day standing

outside of Kyle's Lumber Lot

with the other day laborers

trying to pick up some odd job

that would pay enough for me

to sign up my son for flag football.

Rex.

Hon, the whole day,

I'm watching people we know

coming out of that store,

and I could see it on their faces.

'Look how far the football hero

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