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McManus: We gotta bury him.
Hockney: With what?
McManus: With our hands.
[McManus starts digging]
Hockney: Oh, this is nuts! It's dry fucking sand, McManus. When he rots the surfers are gonna smell him a mile away!
McManus: Dig, you fuck!
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McManus: You run and we're gonna be digging a hole for you, you got that?
Mike Nyman
Extended Reading
