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Nicky Augustine:
How many d*cks do you have to suck to get to the top of the food chain around here? It's got to be a ton of d*cks. It's got to be like morning, noon and night. Like ever since you were fourteen. It's gotta be like the alarm goes off, I'm sucking dick. Where's another dick I can suck. Dick dick dick. Go to bed suck a dick. D*cks d*cks d*cks, it's got to be a ton. Like a small time blonde girl like you, looking for a better life. Plenty of girls like you, but what sets you apart? Extraordinary vacuuming skills. It's got to be, right? Is that why they let you run the whore house? Because you train the girls? In your off hours is it like "Okay, girls"... [Imitates talking with full mouth]

Ava Crowder:
I'm a businesswoman, Mr. Augustine.

Nicky Augustine:
Oh. In that you attach yourself to whatever guy gets you what you want? Please just answer my question. How many tweaker dick heads did you have to suck off before you got to this wonderful place in your life?

Ava Crowder:
You know what? I feel like a Brandy. Kind of drink I imagine you folks up north enjoy. Hell, I might acquire a taste for it.

Nicky Augustine:
You know, your Boyd, there, he's got a real heart of a champion. He is willing to do whatever it takes to get what it is that he wants. But what about you? What are you willing to do? What are you willing to take?

Johnny Crowder:
All right. Enough.

Nicky Augustine:
Or give? You really love Boyd, don't you? That ring he got you, where'd he get it from one of those claw machines at Denny's? He must be good at that machine, 'cause it's hard to get something, you know. It's always lifting up, then it drops. Come on. Show me your tits. I want to see them. I want to see what got you to the top...

Johnny Crowder:
All right, enough, God damn it!

Nicky Augustine:
Oh, really, Johnny? Oh, we're gonna put on a show?

Johnny Crowder:
Just stop talking.

Nicky Augustine:
Ooh. Wait. You're... you're serious? I thought you were... Playing a... Oops. Sh*t.

Ava Crowder:
What's going on?

Johnny Crowder:
Ava, d-don't listen to a word this man says.

Nicky Augustine:
Oh, me and my mouth. [Awkward silence] Somebody say something!

Ava Crowder:
What'd you do?

Nicky Augustine:
This is heartbreaking. Don't tell her, Johnny. He went to Duffy! He made his play, a while ago. 'Cause guys don't have to really suck d*cks to get what they want. They just need to betray someone.