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- Dollar Bill? - Bill.
Bill.
Bill Stern!
I'm back, baby!
Get your ass in my office right now.
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Where's my fucking lucky dollar?
New girl, this your idea of making a name for yourself?
My name is Bonnie.
What the fuck does that have to do with my lucky dollar?
(SINGING) Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly
last night.
And they blew up his house too.
And on a boardwalk, they're getting ready for a fight--
Stop it.
(SINGING) See what--
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I got chicken business with you.
You.
Get up.
Yeah, you.
All right.
Lawyer.
Sir, we have a warrant for your arrest.
You can get a lawyer when you're in your holding cell.
Lawyer.
William Stern, you are under arrest for insider
trading and securities fraud.
You have the right to remain silent.
You might want to exercise that right.
Come on. Let's go.
You want to fucking tell me why?
You mother fucking--
Fucking-- Fucking--
Fucking bad ass. Mother fucker--
Fucking-- Fucking--
Fucking--
Fucking-- Fucking--
Fuck-- Fuck--
Oh fuck. Fuck--
Fuck yeah.
(RASPY WHISPERING) Fuck!
Fuck if I know.
Fuck it.
Fuck that!
They fuck you, they fuck me!
So let's fuck them!
- Stop. - Damn it.
I was just getting into a rhythm.
That's fucking that.
Right Said Fred.
I like what I hear, other than that "Right
Said Fred" bullshit.
You seem fit.
I need you to hit me.
Uh, no.
Don't worry.
I won't hit you back.
You'll be doing me a favor.
I need to practice my head movements.
Wing some hooks at me.
I took piano.
Are you worried about your dainty hands
like you're a fucking neurosurgeon?
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I'll do it.
OK.
I'm going to bob and slip--
[BOOM]
Next up, "Dollar Bill" Stern.
[CHEERING]
I'm getting more of the George "The Animal"
Steele vibe from this one.
I agree.
There appears to be a little bit of "The Animal" in this guy.
I sucker punched you, and I only landed a few dozen
after that.
It was hell, but I survived.
My shit's locked up.
I would wrench you out for a fucking
scoop of mashed potatoes.
I'm Keyser Soze, motherfucker.
I am going to grind his bones to make my bread.
What's your level of certainty?
I am not uncertain.
Or I'll flip you.
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I'll flip it for real.
My client has no interest in cooperation,
no interest in a plea.
And he does not recognize your authority.
How are the troops holding up?
Like we're on a fucking Higgins boat headed
straight for Omaha Beach.
Pound it out.
No.
Says it's temporary insanity.
Who said anything about temporary?
What do you know about the chicken man?
Poke me back.
I'll poke you all goddamn day.
I hate every pore of you.
Oh, I've been having wet dreams about this moment.
You didn't put a banana in his tailpipe, did you?
It was a vibe.
I don't mistake vibe.
You got a stiffy because your head was between my tits.
That's not vibe.
It is where I come from.
This can be useful, remind us why we love what we do.
I love what I make.
Every single institution on or attendant to the street
is going to be dumping like a horse on an all-taco diet.
Bill Stern has a second family,
two kids with a mistress in Saddle River, New Jersey.
He's a family man.
I want to know how the hell you have the time
to bribe farmers, manipulate the market,
and coach two travel baseball teams.
Timmy's in the spring, Carson's in the fall.
I try to be fair.
Oh thank Christ.
We didn't blow up!
Mortimer, we're back.
[PATTING]
[GRUNTS]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[CRASH]
What the fuck?
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[CRASH]
What the fuck?
What the fuck are you doing to my car?
[LAUGHING]
[CRASH]
What the fuck?
Fuck you!
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