PAXTON:  Barber?
STYLIST: No, stylist.
WALMAC: Just clippers, no scissors.
STYLIST: No scissors, you gotta be kidding. Did they tell PIcasso no brush?

MOTOR-BIKER: Hey man, you just fucked up your Ferrari.
GOODSPEED: It's not mine. And neither is this.

MASON: Are you sure you're ready for this?
GOODSPEED: I'll do my best.
MASON: Your best. Loser are always whining about their best. Winners go home and fuck the prom queen.
GOODSPEED: Carla was the prom queen.
MASON: Really?

GOODSPEED: You've been around a lot of corpses, is that normal?
MASON: The feet thing?
GOODSPEED: Yeah the feet thing.
MASON: It happens.
GOODSPEED: Well do something about it, I'm kind of having a hard time concentrating.
MASON: What do you want me to do kill it again?

GOODSPEED: Mason, you alright?
MASON: Yes, perfectly OK you fucking idiot.




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