Seems Like Old Times Page #4

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didn't turn out that good.

GLENDA:
It's not like him.

Nick would never rob a bank.

Huh?

I said Nick would never

rob a bank.

He needed money, I guess.

You don't get rich spending

two years in a Mexican jail.

That's what I mean.

The man goes to Mexico to write

a piece on illegal aliens

and winds up in to jail

for smuggling drugs.

That's not like him.

When was the last time you thought

anybody was guilty of anything?

All right, Glen,

Wild Kingdom or me?

They're getting off.

Come on, get down.

Get down, Hamlet.

Why am I always the last one from the

neighborhood to get into bed with you?

You're not gonna sleep with that

picture under your pillow, are you?

He looks so gaunt.

So thin.

Don't worry, they'll feed him

great at San Quentin.

- Ira.

If they catch Nick, how will

you feel if I defended him?

Like the mess you cleaned up

on the stairs tonight.

There's another one

under the blanket.

There's another goddamn dog

under the covers.

I'll get it.

There's hair all over the place.

The place is just covered

with hair.

I can feel it on my legs.

ATTENDANT:
Thanks a lot.

Come back again.

- I didn't get my candy.

Don't shoot. Don't shoot.

I'm a family man!

I want my Milk Duds.

I didn't get my Milk Duds.

I don't have any cash. We don't keep

cash at night, only credit cards.

I don't want your credit cards.

I want my Milk Duds.

I haven't eaten in two days,

I'm desperate.

Now, move!

Okay, pick them up.

And nothing with peanut butter.

I don't like peanut butter.

You like Nestle's Crunch?

Nestle's Crunch are good.

I'm not a crook,

I just want what I paid for.

We don't have Milk Duds, uh

You like a Clark bar?

How about a Crispy

Zagnut's good. Zagnut.

All right, okay, turn around

and count from 5 to 600.

No funny business.

You try anything and

I'll be back tomorrow night.

One, two, three, four, five

Stale! You guys

ever change your candy?

Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen

So, anyway, this son of a gun lifted every

one of my lecture notes in law school

and he makes Attorney General.

You can't fight crime

without first experiencing it.

- Mmm-hmm.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

- Oh, yeah.

- I've been watching you.

Two hors d'oeuvres for you and one for

the guests is not what I had in mind.

Who, me?

You have one in your mouth

right now, haven't you?

- No, I don't.

Would you like me

to ask you to whistle?

Look, if gotta work two jobs,

I've gotta eat for two jobs.

Well, at least give the guests

first choice,

and fill up the tray again.

Okay.

What's the matter?

What happened?

She opened the bedroom door and

a pack of wild dogs jumped her.

What happened?

She opened the bedroom door and

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