Sergeant Toomey:
Tell me, Jerome, if a piss drunk sergeant has a loaded .45 pointed at the head of a piece of dung that the piss drunk sergeant hates and despises, how would you describe the situation?
Eugene Morris Jerome:
Delicate. Extremely delicate.
Sergeant Toomey:
Right. I'll be honest with you, Jerome. It was my intention of getting Epstein in here, and putting this pistol to his ear, and blowing a tunnel through his head. But you'll do just as well.
Eugene Morris Jerome:
I'm sorry to hear that.
Sergeant Toomey:
There's something about you New York boys that riles my ass. You don't appreciate the Army, do you?
Eugene Morris Jerome:
There are some things I like.
Sergeant Toomey:
Such as?
Eugene Morris Jerome:
Mail. I like getting my mail.
Sergeant Toomey:
You shittin' me, Jerome?
Eugene Morris Jerome:
A piece of dung would never shit a piss drunk sergeant with a loaded .45.
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