Universal Squadrons Page #2

Ms.

You want a beer?

- Or a cup of coffee, Mr.. Baxter?

That would ...

- Is just.

But then we come to the point.

As you know, you are behind on

your mortgage.

You can now make a payment?

- Not now, Mr.. Baxter, no.

Do you know if you could do?

- I wish.

But, you see, I was in Iraq

to serve my country, so ...

If Americans appreciate

I am your sacrifice.

But as a bank representative

I must say ...

you have to pay in

the 60 days.

Either we have no choice

then sell this farm.

Do you like this, Mr.. Baxter?

People just throw their country?

The bank is not the enemy, Mr.. Deakin.

We serve the community.

How do you expect we do ...

if your appointments fails?

How do you expect we are your friends

and neighbors are ...

You must do your part. We hang

all together. That you understand it?

And the last thing I heard ...

it was the banks that our country

saddled with debt have one trillion.

But, guess what. This is me

stopped there to fight for you.

Fighting for your friends and neighbors.

I appreciate your service but I do not see

how that had anything to do

You said that we are all connected,

remember?

Okay, listen.

The credit union has for you

people in all corners wrung.

You need to quickly make any payment,

so we can continue to do business with you.

Is that coherent enough for you?

Excuse me.

I make an appointment with you, Mr.. Baxter.

Get off my land and never come back.

If you do, I save your ass.

Understood?

The return of Lance's kwamtum gifts

appear to be associated with PTS syndrome.

I need advanced control

recommend.

Come on, Lance.

Everything I did there,

was to be able to get back here.

So I went to this house

and could come back to you.

And someone in a cheap suit

thinks he can come here ...

to me to grab?

Then he will get me long

should get.

I really thought you did murder him.

I've never seen so angry.

Are you okay?

Yes, those damn headaches ...

I'm sorry.

Maybe we should

to the veterans hospital.

No, I do not want to go.

I hate it there.

Can I have some alternative medication

proposals?

When in doubt, had you,

is my motto.

See?

What do you say, honey?

We go out dancing. What fun

make. That's what we need.

Mr. What's his name said, "Reality is only a

illusion, due to a lack of alcohol. "

That's a smart man.

You have to listen.

Come on.

Please, honey?

Thank you.

I'm a pheasant picker.

I pluck pheasants.

I am a pleasant pheasants picker.

Give me another one.

The party's not over until

I say that I am fazantenneuker.

Like riding.

- And I'm in this story is the horse?

No, I mean dance.

Once you've learned,

you never forget.

You would not be doing

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