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Hey.

Do you want a smoke?

Yeah, no... those things'll kill you.

When you're old and gray,

who cares by then?

So, you're gonna throw a tent

on the little girls?

They'll be fine.

Oh yeah, you certainly can tell a lot about

a man by the contents of his wallet,

and I know that's what you want.

Yeah, you gotta pay to get all this!

I bet you do and I want all of it, too.

How old're the kids, girl? Huh?

- 9 months.

- Huh?

Why?

Makin' conversation.

Hey, no more games.

Well, what's the hurry.

Come on...

- I got things to do.

- Aw, like what?

Look after them two brats? Huh?

I know it must be hard, lookin' after

both of them by yourself all the time.

Why do you keep asking about

my babies, huh?

I'm just talkin'... I mean,

I'm just talkin', all right?

Just talkin', trying to get

to know you better. Sh*t!

Look, you f***ed

me, now pay me.

Whoa...

not to me.

Easy with that language,

not to me.

What's the goin' rate these days?

Huh?

Two hundred.

How much is goin' in your arm,

how much goin' to your kids, huh?

Just stay out of my f***ing

business and pay me!

I said to watch your goddamn

language, you f***in' b*tch!

All right! It's...

- All right?

Just get out! It's on the house.

Well, mighty big of you.

All the stinky whores are meth addicts!

But you, but you're not a...

you're not a stinkin' whore, are ya?

Please leave!

- You're not a stinky whore, no you're not.

I mean, you are a whore, but...

you smell real good.

Please, I have to go see my girls.

Oh, really?

So, uh...

now you wanna play mommy? Huh?

Well, as fast as this cash gets paid, you didn't

give a sh*t about them little ol' brats, did ya?

They need to be changed.

- Hey, I wanna play a game.

I wanna play a game. Do you like games, b*tch?

Let's make a deal?

You ever see that TV show? Huh?

No? Yeah? You were too young, huh.

Well anyway, great f***in' TV show!

Will you please leave.

You hurt my feelin's.

You hurt me, but here I am

trying to have fun...

and trying to be a nice person and

get to know you better, and you...

and you... you go on and...

kick me out of your room?

Your mother never told you nothin'

about no good manners? Huh?

Get out of my house.

Get the f*** out of my house!

No!

Now you've been a good girl, okay?

Now you take it like you mean it now.

Now, here I am, trying to be nice to you...

and you, and you insult me? Huh?

You know you can't handle

two baby girls!

I'm just tryin' to lighten the load,

you dumb whore.

Now, my wife...

wants a child.

But she's too ugly and disgustin'

for me to f***!

So... find one...

is the only way.

So shut the f*** up, it's gonna be okay.

Shh... shhh...

It's okay.

I don't want to hear...

right...

Now just say okay,

and it'll be okay.

Say, "Okay."

Say okay!

Say it!

- Okay, okay...

Okay...

Son of a b*tch,

look what you made me go and do.

Get all sweaty and sh*t after a shower.

Hey, kinda cute, yeah.

Except for the cryin' and the

crack-addicted,

cracked out hooker for a mother.

There you go, shh, okay..

Time to go.

Time to go...

I said shhh... be quiet!

Come on now...

Well, look at that.

You missed your sister.

Oh hell...

two for the price of one.

Let's go.

All right, I'm a daddy now,

isn't that somethin'?

Hey...

- You're home.

You've been gone all day.

- I know.

Guess what I've got for you!

Ta-da!

Babies?

Where did you get them?

Never mind about that,

now, no big deal.

Where, Mike?

They fell off a truck.

Mike...

You can't smoke in front of babies.

Look, b*tch, I'm a man. I can do

whatever the f*** I want, all right?

What do we do with them?

Well, I figure we keep one

and sell the other.

What?

There's money in- in- in that sh*t.

No!

You can't do that.

Why not?

You can't separate twins.

It's bad luck.

Bullshit, I need the extra cash.

Bullshit.

You have $500 in your wallet. With all that money...

- Shut the f*** up.

Shut up, the money is my business!

Damn it.

Look at me.

The things I do for you.

We don't need anyone else, now.

Just the four of us.

You must feel like a queen

right about now, huh?

What do you say?

What do you say?

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Do these babies belong

to one of your sluts?

Maybe, maybe not.

Does it matter?

Come on now, just shut up and

enjoy these little brats.

When I said I wanted babies, I meant

I wanted us to have them together.

Well, it got a little late in

the game there, girl. Okay?

A little late, and my dick

is for f***in' not breedin'.

I always wanted a baby.

Never thought I'd get two

at the same time.

Well, just think of it as a,

you know...

Christmas bonus, or me bein' nice... twice.

I hope she don't come around

and make trouble.

This is a small town,

people talk.

You're right though, people will talk.

Those f***ers!

Luckily, we got ways to

make 'em shut the f*** up.

What are you gonna do, Mike?

The best thing to do is stay

on the safe side.

That means, uh, these two will

never leave the house, okay?

Best they stay in the basement.

Got it?

Sure.

Okay, I'm gonna get

me some shut-eye now.

Shhh...

d Hush-a-bye baby,

the angels are near, d

d Smiling upon us,

there is nothing to fear. d

d Mommy's arms keep you,

so don't shed a tear. d

I told you, those brats

need to keep quiet.

Look at me.

I won't tolerate no cryin',

Claudia, hurry up.

You don't need to spoil them.

Shhh... everything's gonna be fine.

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