Johnny: YOU ARE TEARING ME APART, LISA!

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Johnny: I kill you, you bastard!

Mark: You couldn't kill me if you tried.

Johnny: You betrayed me! You're not good. You, you're just a chicken. Chip-chip-chip-chip-cheep-cheep.

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Mark: How was work today?

Johnny: Oh, pretty good. We got a new client and the bank will make a lot of money.

Mark: What client?

Johnny: I cannot tell you; it's confidential.

Mark: Aw, come on. Why not?

Johnny: No, I can't. Anyway, how is your sex life?

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[Johnny walks to the apartment rooftop]

Johnny: I did not hit her, it's not true! It's bullshit! I did not hit her!

[throws water bottle]

Johnny: I did *not*. Oh hi, Mark.

Mark: Oh, hey Johnny, what's up?

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Johnny: Oh, hi, Claudette!

Claudette: Oh!

Johnny: Bye!

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Lisa: I miss you, Mark.

Mark: What are you talking about? I just saw you!

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Chris-R: [to Denny, who owes him money] Five minutes? You want five fucking minutes? You know what?

[pulls out gun]

Chris-R: I don't have FIVE FUCKING MINUTES!