Where the Buffalo Roam

Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Hi sir, it's Harris from the Post. Can I get you anything sir? Candidate: How's the family Harris? Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Oh the family, well that's bad news. The screwheads finally came and took my daughter away. Let me ask you a question sir, what is this country doing for the doomed? There are two kinds of people in this country, the doomed and the screwheads. Savage tribal thugs who live off their illegal incomes, burrowed deep out there; no respect for human dignity. They don't know what you and I understand, you know what I mean. Candidate: You ever play football, Harris? Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Yes sir, thank you sir. I played in college, and they're gonna get your daughter too sir. I've heard their rallies, they like Julie but Tricia... and they really hate you sir. You know that one and a half of the State Senate of Utah are screwheads. You know I was never really frightened by the bopheads and the potheads with their silliness never really frightened

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That's a good question. Let me see ... In my case, you know, I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.

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Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Let me recommend ... ah, try blue. Nurse Cookie: Really? Wow! Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Little bugger gets right on top of you doesn't it?

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Carl Lazlo, Esq.: You're really getting all this? Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: I'm a total professional.

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Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Marty, where the hell you been? I've been looking all over for you. Marty Lewis: You are not registered at your hotel. Your rental car is reported stolen. Personally I couldn't give a shit, but you owe me a story. Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Is it due? Am I late? Marty Lewis: You've got a deadline in 19 hours. Now where's my story? Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: It's right in there. [Thompson points towards the courtroom] I'm working on it. Great, too. It's developing very fast. I think it could be the best thing I've ever done. All I've got to do now is write it up. Marty Lewis: mutters Write it up. [sternly, pointing at Thompson] You have 19 hours. Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: You move like a cat, Marty

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Chauffeur: Sir? Hey, sir. Hey sir! Chauffeur: Sir, is anything wrong? Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: My head! Chauffeur: Your head? Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Who sent you here? Give me some answers ... straight answers. Chauffeur: Yeah, okay, what do you want to know. Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: Where am I?

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