Dale:
You're sure We can trust this guy?
Saul:
Yo, Red.
Red:
Who is it?
Saul:
It's Bruce.
Red:
Bruce? Who the fuck is this? Saul. What's up?
Saul:
Who do you think it is?
Red:
Who's this?
Dale:
I'm Dale, Mr. Red. Nice to meet you.
Red:
Dale who?
Dale:
It's best if you don't know my full name.
Saul:
Dale Denton. don't worry He's with me.
Red:
Dale Denton. Nice to meet you, bro. Hold on. Let me get this lock, okay
Saul:
You better.
Red:
Get in here.
Saul:
Coming in.
Red:
Y,all Wanna buy some drugs?
Saul:
Frisk me.
Red:
What's up? What's up? What's up?
Saul:
Get it.
Red:
Give it. give it. Look at that, huh? What's up, players?
Saul:
What's up?
Red:
I've been up in here trying to get a motherfucking scholarship. Chilling. What's up with the clothes?
Saul:
Oh We were camping.
Red:
Camping?
Saul:
Yeah.
Dale:
Is your, uh, is your lip okay, man?
Saul:
You been crying?
Red:
(clearly bruised and cut) Oh, my, my lip? Uh, it's a cold sore. Never had one before so uh, I started to cry. I think it's like, a lot worse than it looks, though. It's like a simple kind of....
Saul:
(interrupting Red) S-so... does that mean fuckin' herpes?
Red:
Yeah, y-yeah, yes it does.
Saul:
Wow! Fuckin' sick, man! You know how many joints we've shared?!
Red:
I know, I'm a disgusting person...
Saul:
Ugh, herpes is for LIFE, bro!
Red:
Ya, well I'm gonna try to definitely put some sort of medical.. ointment on it. I've been taking vicoden. That doesn't really take the swelling down though.
Saul:
It's from that time. I told you, man. You ate that lollipop out of that stripper's snatch. You wanted to do it.
Red:
Out of her vagina. Remember what you did? What did you do? You ate a box of Nerds out of her butthole.
Saul:
You fucking said you wouldn't tell. You sowed your own poison, man.
