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Val: If you're a Jew, you end up in the desert no matter what. [At his mother's grave] Max: Ma, have you given any thought to moving next to ogged Pop? I think he really misses you. You wouldn't have to talk to him. I think he just wants to lie next to you. It's cold over there. He doesn't have the sun like you. (Listens) Okay. Harry: What'd she ogged say? Max: She wants to sleep on it. Kenny: Pills and scotch don't mix, Max...or Max mix...however you want to say it. ogged Val: Max has been very paranoid lately. Has anyone noticed? Brian: Isn't it impolite to watch someone being paranoid? [With a thick Russian accent] Val: Go feck yourself. Milt: There's no such word as feck. A person cannot go feck themselves. You cannot be an American citizen until you learn to say "Go fuck yourself." Val: Kiss my Naturalization papers.
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