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:18:03
You might think l'd make your life
a living hell, which is not true.

:18:17
l'd be your friend if you let me.
:18:19
So if something upsets you
or makes you unhappy in any way,

:18:24
don't shoot your fat-ass mouth on me
'cause l won't give a shit. Now move it out.

:18:54
Let's go!
:18:56
You must be Hart.
You're a pretty one.

:19:01
Thank you, ma'am.
:19:02
Why don't you call me Mama?
We can take care of you.

:19:06
You'd be happy taken down in these blocks.
Murderers' Row, we called it.

:19:10
Oh, is that nicer?
:19:23
l don't think l really belong in it.
l didn't actually do anything wrong.

:19:26
Don't need to tell me, honey.
l never heard of a man getting killed.

:19:30
Hey, mama. Come here.
:19:34
Velma Kelly?
:19:36
You're the Velma Kelly?
:19:39
You know l was there that night?
l was there that night that you got arrested.

:19:42
Yeah, you're happy in Chicago.
Look at this, Mama.

:19:46
Another story of announcing me
in Redbook magazine.

:19:49
Not in memory do we recall
so finishing horrible in double homicide.

:19:54
Maybe you couldn't
buy that kind of publicity.

:19:56
Couldn't buy it?

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