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The note will give her shower-nozzle masturbation material for weeks. Heather Duke: [playing croquet] So what are you gonna do Heather? Take two shots or send me out? Heather Chandler: Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast? First you ask if you can be red, knowing that I'm always red. [puts her croquet ball against Heather's and sends beer it flying] Heather Duke: Shit. Heather beer Chandler: It's your turn, Heather. J.D.: [shows Heather pictures] Heather Duke: Me and Martha Dumptruck? Where did you get this? J.D.: I just had the nicest little chat with Ms. Dumptruck. Got along famously. It's kind of scary that everyone's got a little story to tell. You wanna see the canoeing shots? Heather Duke: What is this? Blackmail? Heather Duke: [pause] Heather Duke: I'll give you a week?s lunch money. J.D.: I don't want your money. I want your strength. Westerburg does not need mushy togetherness.
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