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Yeah, I-I get it.

You feel like you wasted

your luck on a crappy prize.

Yeah, but not just any luck.

The chances of winning that thing

are, like, one in a million.

But you said that you felt

lucky again today, right?

Lucky.

Not a million-to-one f***ing lucky.

Just turn up here, please.

- Here?

- Take a right.

Fly at Night.

The West Coast's own Chilliwack.

It's 17 minutes past the hour here

with Rockin' Johnny's

all vinyl afternoon.

Your grandmother works

at Jollop's Chicken?

No, no, she just

really likes it, though.

Her and the cats do.

You're not gonna try

anything stupid, now, are you?

No.

All right, let's go.

Jesus.

I worked at this joint when I was 17.

Worst f***ing year of my life.

Hello.

Not very talkative.

Um...

Are there

any specials today?

Number two?

Number three?

No, I-I mean, like, isn't it

Toony Tuesday or some sh*t?

Number two.

With a Coke?

Number two, that's-

that's the special?

Yes, number two.

Yes, number two is the special?

You like a Coke?

Do I like Coke?

Number two?

Jesus, you really love

that f***ing number two,

don't you?

Andy.

- What are you doing?

- What?

I'm just trying to help

an immigrant learn English.

Let me see your wallet.

Why?

Just give me

your f***ing wallet.

F***'s sake.

You have ten bucks in here.

So?

So why are you looking

to spend two when you got ten?

You got plans for the rest

of that money?

No.

So why are you haggling to save

a few bucks on fast food?

F***, you want me to pay

full price like a schmuck?

Fine, I don't give a f***.

I'll do it.

Just tell me what it is

that you want me to do here.

There's nothing I can accomplish

in an hour that's gonna save me

from wherever the f*** it is

that I'm going, Reuben.

Mr. Funny Mouth.

Yeah.

Impatient f***er.

Honestly, Andy,

I want you to do whatever you want.

Bullshit.

It's your time, Andy.

All right.

I'll do whatever I want.

Number three, please.

- Three?

- Three.

Hey, listen, does

f***ing Donny still work here?

He used to be

the assistant manager.

Donny, please.

What's up, Kwan?

Can I help you?

Do you know who I am,

Donny?

I am the ghost

of employees past.

Is that f***ing Andy?

Yes, f***ing Andy and others.

I am made of the ghosts

of all the employees

you abused

over the years.

Abused?

I caught you putting your dick

in the macaroni salad,

and I fired your ass.

Yeah, but not before you ate a whole

shitload of my cum, you didn't.

You know, you're a class act, Andy.

All right, look,

you've had your fun, okay?

Can-can you give him

his chicken, Kwan?

Kwan, read my lips.

Give him his chicken, please.

You see?

That.

That's the sh*t right there

I'm talking about.

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