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I don't have to ask you how it feels|to be a free woman again, Mrs. Brent.
I realize that. Oh, not from|my own experience, mind you.
With nary a cross word, I'll wager.
- That's right, nary a one.|- Well, your wife's a very fortunate woman.
- Goodbye, and thank you for everything.|- Goodbye.
- Oh, we missed her.|- Yeah!
Laury, Laury, what a one you are.|What a one.
We'd better be quiet.|They'll hear us upstairs.
Who cares? I'll laugh as loud|as I want in my own house.
I'll make as much noise as I want.
Romeo. Down, Romeo.
- He didn't get you dirty?|- No, it's all right.
Mrs. Kraft, I'd like to pay my bill.|I'm leaving in the morning.
That's right. This was the big day,|wasn't it?
- Have some beer.|- I don't think so.
Why not? If you're glad about|the divorce, you ought to celebrate.
- Thank you. I'll give you a check.|- Hop to it.
Sally, some more beer.
- Stay for supper, huh, Laury?|- Can't. I got a date.
- Who with?|- Danny Jadden.
- That squirt? Thought you had a new one.|- I have. Wait till you see him.
He's the quiet sort, but if you stepped|out of line, he'd kick you in the teeth.
My, ain't that wonderful.
- Most men are.|- Isn't that the truth.
If you got a man like that,|why go out with Danny?
It's a bore, but that's the way|to handle men.
- Ain't she cold-blooded, though?|- I wouldn't say so.
- I'd say she was being practical.|- We're out of beer.
- How many times have l...?|- I've got plenty. I'll get some.
- No, don't bother.|- Are you sure? I live next door.
- It'll only take a minute.|- No. Thank you just the same.
I probably won't see you again|before I leave, so goodbye.
- Goodbye.|- Goodbye, Mrs. Brent.
Goodbye. And good luck|with the new one.
You know, you ought to put on|some meat, Laury.
You're so skinny,|can't grab hold of you anywhere.
I haven't noticed anybody|having any trouble.
You're a one, Laury Palmer.|You sure are a one.
We're all good players.|Get your bets down early.
Now, get a hunch and bet a bunch.
No time to back up now.|It's time to stack up.
That's 31 in the black.|We pay 31, and we pay the black.
Let's go, folks.|Keep up that fine play, now.
Leave a little, take a little.
Come on, dice. Be good to me, boy.
Seven, odds. You lost. Next shooter.
- Five dollars, sir.|- Thank you.
Coming out. A shooter, and a good one.
What will he do, win or lose?|Make your bets.
You bet dice, do or don't pass.
Coming out again. Here he comes.|Coming out. Make your bets.
Bet dice, win or lose.|Here they come. Coming out.
Eight is your point. Eight will win.
What will it come,|field, big six or big eight?
Eight the winner. Pay the line.
Make your bets. Bet dice.|Do or don't pass.
Coming out again, same shooter.|Here he comes, win or lose.
Here they come, coming out.|You bet dice, do or don't pass.
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