[After watching Jesse implicate Todd for killing a kid on tape, Jack and Todd walk out of the house.]Todd: Wait, Uncle Jack, hold up. I think we should keep him for a while, get a couple of cooks under our belt.Jack: You seriously giving me this turn-the-other-cheek crap? He ratted you out. Personally.Todd: We still got 600 gallons of methylamine.Jack: Meth? Who gives a shit about meth? We won the lottery here. We've got all the money in the world. You're talking to me about selling crank?Todd: I mean, this is millions, Uncle Jack. No matter how much you got, how do you turn your back on more?[Jack stares at Todd knowingly.]Jack: You little… son of a bitch. It's that Lydia woman. [putting his arm on Todd's shoulder] You're sweet on her, you little bastard. [to Kenny] Hey, Kenny. You believe this?Kenny: [makes a sexual hand gesture] Hey, it's all about this right here, huh?[Jack lets go of Todd as his crew laugh.]Jack: Come on. You can do better. I mean, that one's so uptight, she's probably got a wood chipper for a coochie. You stick it in down there, you're pulling back a stump. Ah, what the hell. Heart wants what the heart wants, right? Let's go back and watch some more of that crybaby rat, huh?[Jack and Todd walk back toward the house.]
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