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: You're a tough man to get a hold of, Jeffery. Jeff
: What do you want? Red
: It's not what I want, it's what you want, and how bad you want it. 'Cause it's gonna cost you. Can't show it to you right now, but it's about 5'5", 115 pounds, three or four of that just pure tit. Nice curly brown hair, upstairs and down. Interested?
: Now, before you get any half-baked ideas about calling in the cavalry, just remember we're gonna be watching you every step of the way. And we'll be listening to our police scanners. And if we see anything unusual, an unmarked car or truck, or if we see you talking to anyone who even remotely smells like a cop... well, you can just keep your fucking money, Jeff, and I'll keep your wife. And I'll mail you pieces of her from time to time.
: [Jeff forces Red and his family to get into the cellar
] You better remember this, fella cuz no matter where you go... Jeff
: You fuck!
[kicks him in the face, sending him falling down the cellar
: Give me the key. Red
: Mister... Jeff
: Don't "mister" me you son of a bitch. My wife is locked up in a hole in your fucking barn, and if you don't give me the key, I'm gonna blow your fucking head off!