Bringing Out the Dead

I gotta get a drink. Sobriety's killing me.

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Taking credit when things go right doesn't work the other way

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Tom: Look up, Frank. Full moon. The blood's gonna run tonight. I can feel it. Our mission: to save lives. Frank: Our mission is coffee, Tom. A shot of the bull, Puerto Rican espresso.

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Tom: Frank, what are you doing back there? Frank: I'm sick, Tom. I need a cure. Vitamin B cocktail, followed by an amp of glucose and a drop of adrenaline. Not as good as beer, but it's all I got.

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Larry: What you gettin'? Frank: I'm not hungry. Larry: Oh yeah, you don't eat food. Frank: I eat, I just haven't had coffee yet. Larry: Coffee and whiskey, lucky you ain't dead with that diet.

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Marcus: I rebuke the spirit of drugs in the name of Jesus. What's his name? Drummer: I.B. Bangin'. Marcus: What you mean I.B. Bangin'? Drummer: I.B. Bangin'! Marcus: What the hell kind of name is I.B. Bangin'? Drummer: I don't know his real name. I.B.'s Girlfriend: It's Frederick Smith. Marcus: Okay, Freddy - I.B.'s Girlfriend: It's Frederick. Marcus: Okay, I.B. Bangin', we're gonna bring you back from the dead.

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