Magnolia1999

Young Pharmacy Kid:
Strong, strong stuff here. What exactly you have wrong, you need all this stuff?

Linda Partridge:
Motherf***er...

Young Pharmacy Kid:
What are you talking about?

Linda Partridge:
Who the f*** are you, who the f*** do you think you are? I come in here, you don't know me, you don't know who I am, what my life is, you have the balls, the indecency to ask me a question about my life?

Old Pharmacist:
Please, lady, why don't you calm down - ?

Linda Partridge:
F*** you, too. Don't call me "lady". I come in here, I give these things to you, you check, you make your phone calls, look suspicious, ask questions. I'm sick. I have sickness all around me and you f***ing ask me about my life? "What's wrong?" Have you seen death in your bed? In your house? Where's your f***ing decency? And then I'm asked f***ing questions. What's... wrong? You suck my dick. That's what's wrong. And you, you f***ing call me "lady"? Shame on you. Shame on you. Shame on both of you.