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Honey, come on over here, sugar buns!
Jesus Christ, do you|know how to play this game?
Well, then, why don't|you make your last draw?
It can't be! That light was green!|- Stop!
What the f*ck!
It's gonna bump!
The light's green. The|cross bar never went down.
Can't you see we've|got a situation here?
You go on and joke all you want.
Holy God, look at that thing!
I'll get it.
Handy, you son-of-a-bitch! I thought|you was down in Texas.
No, that was last week.
You like that?
That's some rig, alright.|- Give her a big drink.
I gotta have some coffee.|- Right.
Hey, men.|- Handy.
This damn thing!
What's the matter?
...and now I can't get|pea-turkey on it.
Robinson, get in here, boy.
I got eggs on!
I don't give a lady bug!|I want you in here now!
Wanda, shut that radio off and|mind them eggs for Billy!
Steve Gayton, Mr. Hendershot,|Duncan Keller's had an accident.
Shit! What happened to him?
Is that all? Flush|his eyes. Leave me alone.
I got me some talkin' to do in here. I|gotta wipe everybody's ass around here.
Shitty job, but I reckon somebody's|gotta do it. Ain't that right, Bubba?
You want me to work for nine hours...
...and only clock in for eight?
I know you've been to college, boy.
Screw that... not this kid.
You know what that|star means, don't you?
You ain't that obtuse, are you?|Parole, boy!
You've got one hell of a|racket goin' here, ain't you?
Put that back in the rack|for me on your way by, would you?
Thank you, Bubba.
Wanda, honey, you want me|to get that cup of coffee myself?
It's getting' outta hand in here!
You ain't talkin' about me,|are you honey?
Those eggs comin'|pony express or what?
Just a minute, Sir!
It's biting me! Make it stop!|- What is?
That knife! That knife!
Quick, quick a rag!|Somebody give me a rag!
Short circuit, maybe.|- There it goes again!
It's on again!
It's still goin'!
Look at that sucker! Nail it!
Come on, sodas! I'm buyin'!
You guys can help me|pick stuff up, y'know?
What the hell?
Coach, are you okay?
Come on, coach!
I haven't been able to get something|since half an hour or so.
I must have a broken antenna|or something.
By the moment the information...
How far you goin'|up the road, sugar pie?
I said, I don't really know.|- Just driftin', huh?
I bet you did.
are pouringing over wire services.
bulletins as they come in.
repeat this urgent message.
If you are near a major highway...
Get away at!
Go in there.
If you don't get your hand off my|leg you're gonna be wipin' your ass...(0.00 / 0 votes)
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