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1:34:03
That's how you're gonna
beat 'em, Butch.

1:34:06
- Smokin' cigarettes and
watchin' Captain Kangaroo
- They keep underestimatin' ya.

1:34:09
Now don't tell me
1:34:13
[ Singing Along ]
Countin' flowers on the wall

1:34:16
That don't bother me at all
1:34:20
Playin' solitaire 'til dawn
with a deck of fifty-one

1:34:25
Smokin' cigarettes
and watchin' Captain Kangaroo

1:34:30
Now don't tell me
1:34:33
I've nothin' to do
1:34:36
It's good to see you
I must go

1:34:38
I know I look a fright
1:34:40
- Anyway my eyes
- Motherfucker.

1:34:43
- Are not accustomed--
- Uhh !

1:34:48
[ Tires Screeching ]
1:34:53
- [ Woman ] Do you think he's dead ?
- He's dead.

1:34:56
- Oh, my God.
- He's dead.

1:35:08
If you need someone to go
to court, I'll be glad to help.
That guy was a drunken maniac.

1:35:12
He hit you, then he
crashed into that car.

1:35:15
- Who ?
- Him.

1:35:21
I'll be damned.
1:35:23
[ Women Screaming ]
1:35:26
[ Grunting, Panting ]
1:35:34
- [ Gunshot ]
- Ohh !

1:35:36
[ Woman Screaming ]
1:35:39
- Aaaah ! I'm shot !
- [ Grunting ]

1:35:41
[ Screaming Continues ]
1:35:43
[ Grunting, Groaning ]
1:35:46
- [ Grunts ]
- [ Gunshot ]

1:35:48
- [ Man ] Sally ! Sally !
- [ Grunting Continues ]

1:35:51
[ Panting ]
1:35:55
- [ Gunshot ]
- Aaah !

1:35:57
[ Radio: Whistling ]
1:35:59
[ Marsellus, Muffled ]
Motherfucker !


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