Bob Henry:
You stink. I can smell your fucking shoes from here. I want you to take those, like I told you a thousand times before, and throw them in the fucking trash.
Joe Henry:
Why don't you buy me some new ones?
Bob Henry:
You're the big man. You're the workin' man.
Joe Henry:
Yeah, you know what I make?
Bob Henry:
Oh, why don't you tell me about it, big man, working man.
Joe Henry:
You don't wanna know.
Bob Henry:
Yeah, how much you take in tonight? Let me see your wallet. Come here.
Joe Henry:
Why? You wanna borrow some?
Bob Henry:
Are you through? Come on. You finished?
Joe Henry:
Every time I turn the corner it's "When's your old man gonna pay me?" and "Tell your old man I better get my money". Brazer, Jerry, and everyone else. You owe 'em, so pay 'em. Get 'em off MY back.
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