Bright Lights, Big City

Ferret Man: Want to buy a ferret? Jamie: No, thanks. Ferret Man: Loose joints. Genuine Hawaiian sens. His name is Fred...

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Tad Allagash: Speaking of drugs, are you in possession? Jamie Conway: Negative. Tad Allagash: Not even a single line for young Tad? Jamie Conway: Sorry. Tad Allagash: Not even a mirror to lick?

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Tad Allagash: Doing a little writing, are we? [reads paper in typewriter] Yeah! "Dead Amanda"! I told ya, you get more nookie than you can shake a fucking stick at if you just told people your wife was dead. Jamie Conway: I hit the wrong key.

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Tad Allagash: Ready to roll? The girls are waiting. Jamie Conway: Right. Where are we rolling to? Tad Allagash: Into the heart of the night! Wherever there are dances to be danced, drugs to be hoovered, women to be Allagashed. It's a dirty job, Jamie, but somebody's got to do it.

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Jamie Conway: We sort of split up. Theresa: Too bad for you. She was yummy! Sort of the slinky girl-next-door look. Very ingenuous.

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Walter Tyler: So how's Clara behaving? Jamie Conway: Same as usual. Like a fourth-grade tyrant. Walter Tyler: I've always wanted to ask somebody in Fact - does Clara piss in the men's room or the ladies'? Jamie Conway: I don't believe she pisses.

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