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First of all you're using someone else's poetry to express how you feel. This is a delicate thing. [Liz storms in] Rob: Hey, Liz. Liz: [calm] Hi, Rob... trailers [screams] Liz: You fucking asshole! [beat, Liz walks out the store, Barry's in the corner, stares] Liz: Hi, Barry. Rob: I'm tired of the fantasy, trailers because it doesn't really exist. And there are never really any surprises, and it never trailers really... Laura: Delivers? Rob: Delivers. And I'm tired of it. And I'm tired of everything else for that matter. But I don't ever seem to get tired of you, so... Rob: I lost it. I lost it all- faith, dignity... about 15 pounds. Dick: Marie de Salle's playing. You remember I told you about her. I like her. She's kind of Sheryl Crow-ish crossed with a post-Partridge Family pre-L.A. Law Susan Dey kind of thing, but, you know, uh, black. Barry: I wanna date a musician.
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