Kim:
[as Jim discusses a plan with her]
But that's breaking and entering.
Jim:
Look, my parents have insurance up the rear, okay? What'll it cost 'em? A little hassle? That's it. A week and my dad will have a new and better everything.
Kim:
We can't.
Jim:
Look, there's a guy who will give us cash for this stuff.
Kim:
Jim, I don't want to.
Jim:
What, you don't want us to have our own van like Denny's where we can be by ourselves whenever we'd like, huh? With a mattress in the back?
Kim:
Why can't you just do it?
Jim:
Because my father keeps the damn room locked. We need Edward to get us in.
Kim:
Can't you take the key, like, when he's sleeping or something?
Jim:
Look, you don't understand. The only thing he hangs on tighter to is his dick.
[Kim sighs]
Jim:
Come on, Kim. Razor blades will do anything for you.
Kim:
What do you mean? That's not true.
Jim:
No? Why don't you ask him?
Kim:
That's not fair.
Jim:
What's fair got to do with it? There isn't any other way.
Kim:
There's gotta be.
Jim:
Look, I've wracked my brain. Do you want us to have our own van?
Kim:
[reluctantly]
Yeah.
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