Paula:
Come on, Tripp. Please, you... you don't understand.
Tripp:
You're right. Now, hold on. I don't know what your daily rate is, but that's everything I've got in my wallet.
[handing over $300 to Paula]
Tripp:
There's three hundred dollars.
Paula:
Oh, come on, Tripp!
Tripp:
It should be good for tonight, especially since we didn't have sex.
Paula:
Please, Tripp, let me just explain to you.
Tripp:
Get the fuck outta my car.
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