Sid:
[in a taxi on the way to the airport]
I wish we wasn't breaking up.
Phoebe:
Well it's a bit late for that isn't it? Paul and Steve are flying to Rio, Malcom's in London, John's in New York.
Sid:
Yeah, great. What am I gonna do?
Phoebe:
Anything you like; you're a free agent now.
Sid:
I'll go home; see Nancy.
Phoebe:
Yeah, well do that.
Sid:
Master Kung Fu.
Phoebe:
Look try and get off the heroin OK? Come on promise.
Sid:
Ok.
Phoebe:
And cut back on the drinking all right?
Sid:
Yeah all right, all right I promise! Cross me heart and hope to die
[he smirks]
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