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: [opening monologue
] This road you're on... you put yourself on this road... on this exact night. Who chose this? A man makes his destiny, right? Nothing makes the gods laugh harder.
: Do you want to like get some ice cream or something? Deirdre
: How old are you, 13?
: [getting out car
] Remember the redhead, the one who was at the end of the bar? Jimmy
: She's in the trunk?
: Listen, the target, in my mailbox - Lopez may not be the guy Ed
: Really? Wow, sorry. Jimmy
: Yeah, I think it's a Valentine from an old buddy, who just got paroled from Creekmore. Ed
: So you're gonna go down there and fuck with him, like you did Lopez? That worked out really well. Jimmy
: No, no, he's not gonna know I'm there. It'll be, err, reconnaissance. Ed
: Reconnaissance? Oh, what are you, a Navy Seal?
: Somebody's casing the joint. Jimmy
: Nah, it's probably one of those Autodialers. Lowest form of organic life, a Telemarketer.
: I could have been a highway statistic yesterday, and you're giving me shit. Deirdre
: You drive too fast, and you're always on the stupid phone. Jimmy
: Oh damn, you look good. Deirdre
: Jimmy, don't. I'm showing a four bedroom. Jimmy
: All I said is you look good. Deirdre
: Yeah well you say that. Jimmy
: I was thinking, that split second before I almost became road meat... Deirdre
: Fuck you, don't even joke. Jimmy
: ...How I would miss the smell of your hair. The soft curve of your neck. How I might check out without touching my angel one last time. Deirdre
: You thought all that in one second? Jimmy
[begins kissing her neck
: It's amazing, this guy still thinks he's getting laid.