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: What on earth was he thinking of? Emma Rae
: Prob'ly the same thing he was thinkin' with.
[Emma Rae knees Eddie in the groin
] Emma Rae
: Grace, the lying cheating sack of shit is here. Eddie Bichon
: [on the floor
] Can't... breathe... Grace
: Oh, my God. Emma Rae, what did you do? Emma Rae
: Well, you said to keep him busy. He's busy holding his nuts. Grace
: Oh, my God. Eddie, are you all right? Eddie Bichon
: No! Grace
: Help me get him up. Eddie Bichon
: No! You stay the hell over there! Emma Rae
: Don't worry. I wouldn't walk that far to help you up. Grace
: My God, Emma Rae. What is the matter with you? Emma Rae
: Consider it a blow for your dignity. Grace
: What is dignified about kicking somebody in the balls? Emma Rae
: Well, I feel better.
: Em, Emma Rae. Emma Rae
: Are you addressing me? Eddie Bichon
: Yes. Emma Rae
: Well lick it, put a stamp on it, and mail it to someone who gives a shit.
: I've got to see a horse about a man.
: [to Grace, about Eddie
] You married a guy whose nickname in college was Hound Dog. What did you expect was going to happen?