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Runt: [sitting on Cross Haven beach] I want to walk into the sea and never come back. I want the tide to take me out of me and give me someone else. Maybe for a half hour or so. That would be good, wouldn't it, Pig?
Pig: Say again.
Runt: Just for a try, you know.
Pig: Jesus, Runt, that would be impossible. "A half hour or so" fuck.
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Mags: It's a Blue Bell. Deadly name, isn't it? Blue Bell.
[looks to sky]
Mags: And that's the Big Blue up there, like that. That's what I call tasty.
Brían F. O'Byrne
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