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:44:04
Disco shit. Pure as the driven snow.
:44:08
Good fucking riddance.
:44:10
-You saved my life.
-No, I didn't.

:44:13
No shit. You'll never know.
Really. All you guys.

:44:17
Really.
:44:18
And being as how I'm feeling so
fucking generous tonight...

:44:22
you just got a raise.
:44:25
A raise?
:44:27
Instead often percent,
you're going to get fifteen.

:44:31
Jesus, George.
:44:33
That's an extra two hundred grand.
:44:34
That's right. Do whatever you
want with it. Have a nice life.

:44:38
I'm out. "Finito".
Last fucking party.

:44:42
I'm going out to California.
Start a new life with my kid.

:44:47
Here's to it.
:44:49
-Cheers.
-Here's to you, Georgie.

:44:54
-Here's to you, George.
-Cheers. All right, fellas.

:44:58
Another round?
I'm going to hit the head.

:45:03
I feel like a fucking kid today.
:45:20
-What?
-I feel bad.

:45:24
Me too.
:45:27
I like him too, but what's done is
done. So let's not get all sentimental.

:45:41
Dulli, you know what
I was thinking?

:45:43
I was remembering that time
we flew into Mexico.

:45:46
You remember that landing strip?
:45:50
Fucking nuts.
:45:52
You're much better now.

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