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Three a.m. begging, at her front door.
:15:05
- Level of inebriation?
- Vomiting.
:15:08
Right. So let me get this straight.
You were at her front door,
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3 a.m. in the morning,
begging and vomiting?
:15:15
And what,
she wasn't charmed by that?
:15:19
Alfie? Why is there no Stoli
in car number two?
:15:24
Ive no idea.
:15:27
l gotta watch this guy like a hawk.
:15:30
That little chap's name is Wing.
:15:32
My boss and owner
of this tragic enterprise.
:15:35
- Wipe that car good.
- Owner, that is, till me and Marlon
:15:38
swing a loan and buy it out
from underneath his scrawny--
:15:41
Hello. You miss bird shit.
:15:46
Wing.
:15:48
He's barking mad.
:15:50
Check out the way he talks
to the little woman.
:15:55
She's given him her best years,
cooked his chop suey,
:15:58
helped with the business, and l bet
at one time he couldn't wait
:16:01
to rip off her kimono.
And now look at him.
:16:07
And Im supposed to respect
the institution of marriage?
:16:14
That's a great figure, man.
We swing that loan,
:16:18
cash your IRA, l hock my Vespa...
:16:21
We're gonna take Wing
by surprise with an offer like this.
:16:32
l could've predicted this. See,
Marlon and Lonette have reached
:16:35
that critical 18-month "Where are
we going, what are we doing,
:16:37
what's happening here?" crisis point
that rears its ugly head
:16:40
in every relationship.
Lonette wanted ring, home, baby.
:16:45
Marlon wanted another 18 months
:16:48
to make sure nothing better
was coming his way.
:16:50
l fucked up egregiously.
:16:52
l see you're making the most
of that birthday calendar.
:16:56
By the time he realized he'd made
a mistake and he wanted her back...