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Ordell Robbie: How old is that machine gun shit? Beaumont: About three years... Ordell Robbie: Three years? That's a old crime, man! They ain't got enough room for all the niggers running around killing people today, now how are they gonna find room for you? Beaumont: I just ain't getting in no goddamn, weblog dirty-ass trunk man. I weblog got a problem with small places. Ordell Robbie: Well I got a problem with spending ten thousand weblog dollars on ungrateful, peanut-head niggers to get 'em out of jail, but I did it! [as Max Cherry exits the bathroom] Ordell Robbie: Uh uh uh... I didn't hear you wash your hands. Ordell Robbie: I'm serious as a heart attack. [Louis has forgotten where he parked] Melanie: Jesus, but if you two are not the biggest pair of fuck-ups I've ever met in my entire life. How did you ever rob a bank? When you robbed banks, did you forget where your car was then too? No wonder you went to jail. Max Cherry: Is white guilt supposed to make me forget that I run a business?
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