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: I don't eat flesh. Marcus Burnett
: Say what? Julie Mott
: That's flesh that you're shoveling into your mouth. You know, that was, like, a living, breathing creature. You know, it probably had a name. Marcus Burnett
: It's just bologna. My bologna has a first name.
: Can I help you? Theresa Burnett
: Yes, I'm here to kill my husband, Marcus Burnett. Julie Mott
: Uh-huh, and that'd be the tall one or the short one? Theresa Burnett
: The short one. Julie Mott
: I thought so.
: [driving the "ice-cream truck"
] What am I smellin'? Mike Lowrey
: Just drive! Marcus Burnett
: What am I smellin'? Julie Mott
: [Sees barrels of ether hanging in the back of the van. Reads the label
] Ether. Extremely... flammable... ether. Oh shit! Mike Lowrey
: God-damn... Marcus Burnett
: Oh, you-you-you-you da man. Oh you're the fuckin' man tonight! You go and pick an ice-cream truck that's a damn bomb!
[Julie is handcuffed to a steering wheel
] Julie Mott
: [to herself
] "Hi Julie, what have you been up to the last couple of days?" Oh nothing, just hangin' out, handcuffed to steering wheels.
: [as Julie reaches into her bra for a hidden handcuff key
] What you got an itch? I'd love to scratch it. Julie Mott
: [gives Ferguson the finger
] Scratch this, okay? Ferguson
: Yeah I'll scratch anything you want to you blue-eyed bitch. Julie Mott
: Did you go to college?