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All righty.

Bastards.

[ Grunting ]

Aah!

Aah.

Donkey sh*t!

Come on!

[ Engine starts ]

[ Engine idling ]

It's too loud.

Good evening.

Hey!

Good evening, Officers.

Oh--

Paul Blackburn, you say?

Ooh.

What a name.

It rings familiar.

[ Wind howling ]

No, I wouldn't say I knew him well.

Uh, went out a few times, had some beers.

Um, well, I wouldn't consider

myself to be a close friend, no.

No, no. No.

How's that?

Oh. Yeah, he mentioned

somethin' about a wife.

He did.

What's that?

You say he had two young children?

[ Choked up ]

I wasn't aware of that.

How-- You know, uh,

how old they were?

Oh, he--

No, I get emotional whenever I'm thinking about,

you know, children and--

[ Gasping ]

I'll help out anyway I can.

Oh, man.

You're f***ed up.

You are f***ed up.

Beginning of the end.

Beginning of the end.

Jesus.

Talk too much.

Talk too much.

Ah, Paul. You f***er.

She drives nice.

[ Engine idling ]

- That's your house?

- Yeah, it is.

You wanna come in for a beer?

[ Sighs ]

Why are you doing this?

I don't know.

[ Bruce's voice ]

Life can turn on a dime.

One day,

you're married and happy,

and the next day, you're alone.

[ Panting ]

[ Inhales deeply ]

[ Groans ]

F***!

Sh*t.

Yeah. Mmm.

Mmm.

Yeah!

Oh.

Hmm.

Come on!

What's with all these f***in' branches?

[ Vehicle approaching ]

Sh*t.

[ Man ] Well--

[ Engine stops ]

[ Chattering ]

Go, go, go, go!

[ Speaking French ]

[ Chattering in French ]

Sh*t.

Hey.

Hey, hon.

What's for supper?

What's for supper, hon?

Well,

wh-what would you like?

Oh, I don't know.

Some pie.

I've got some pie.

You got a smart mouth.

You sure do have a nice, round bottom.

Like to give it a goin' over.

I'd like you to.

[ Rubbing ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Moans ]

[ Rubbing stops ]

[ Paul ]

She was a very talented woman.

This is really, really nice.

Mmm.

Yeah.

Yeah, she was really good at it.

How much would they sell for?

Mmm.

Probably $10 each.

Wholesale.

Ten bucks each?

Hmm. And how many boxes

like these do you have?

A shitload of 'em.

I don't even know.

Wow, Bruce, you should cash in.

You're sitting on a gold mine here, man.

Mmm.

You know what you do?

You should sell 'em online.

No middle man.

Well, I... sold my wife's computer

last year after she died, so--

Well, listen, I've been doing this for 15 years.

I-I-- I was the--

I was the top

I.T. consultant in town.

World Wide Web,

e-mails, 2.0.

I can do anything.

This is a niche market.

So you know what you do?

We set up a Web site.

I can do all the tech work.

And we just try it, man.

You and I.

I don't know. It's--

I don't know if I really want to sell them.

Well, that's okay.

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