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don't want to get it on.

Oh well...

it's pretty weird being with you, too.

You don't like me?

I do. I like you a lot.

I like to...

I like you, too.

- Hello?

- Where the hell are you?

I...

- overslept.

- Goddamn

I banged on your door

for five minutes.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Why didn't check in with Lois yet?

I just talked with Harriet.

I forgot.

- I forgot.

- Are you sure you're all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm all right.

I'll see you at the convention.

Huh?

And get that jacket of

yours back from that girl.

Stop loaning your things to people.

- Riley residence.

- Hi.

I'm sorry I didn't call,

when I got in last night.

I checked your flight on the internet

... So I know you didn't crash.

How is New Orleans?

Listen, I think I'm going

to stay here for a while.

- I can't come home right now.

- What are you talking about?

I don't know, I don't know...

I just know that..

I can't come home right now.

I know I'm not dead yet.

- All right?

- Doug!

I'm not mad about Vivian.

What?

A year or two ago I found her name tag

in the pocket of your windbreaker.

It's not like I had no

idea what was going on.

And I know I haven't been..

- Oh, Lord..

- I'm sorry. I...

- I'll make a list of people you got to take care of.

- Okay, I will. We got a deal?

- Not yet, but almost.

- You got the money?

- Almost. - Okay.

- Not guilty.

Morning, Hank. How are you?

We sure had some French Quarter

fun last night, didn't we?

I took Jerry to the swankiest strip joint in

the Quarter, and I'm talking tender to the bone.

- Give us a minute, will you?

- You bet.

We're gonna have ourselves a good time

tonight boys, so take your vitamins.

I like the blue ones myself.

- So, what's up?

- I'm selling Circle City.

Are you f***ing nuts?

What's going on with you?

You're gonna make a good profit on your shares

and you're gonna get a nice.. to run the company.

- Doug, don't do this to me.

- Do what?

Make you richer? You'll get over it.

Wait, goddamit, so what.. I mean

- What are going to do?

You just gonna pull the plug? - Yep.

Christ, Doug. Where the hell are you going now?

I need a pair of bolt

cutters and a toilet snake.

Morning.

Turn on the water in the tub

so I can rinse this thing off.

Oh my God, I'm outta here!

To Viv, from your Waffle

Man, Happy Birthday

I've got a business

proposition for you.

Well, I told that I

don't do porn tapes.

And I'm not gonna f*** a German

Shepperd, not going to..

Can I just talk for a minute?

Yes, but the answer is no.

I'll give you 100 dollars a

day to stay at your place.

What?

$ 100 a day, if I can

stay at your place.

I don't like hotels.

No p*ssy?

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