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Preacher: I smite, you smite, he smites, we done smote!
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Gawain MacSam: Motherfuck!
Professor G.H. Dorr: Yes. Unfortunately, Mrs. Munson has rather complicated the situation.
Gawain MacSam: Yeah, well, I know how to decomplicate it. You bust a cap in that old bitch's head, everything be simple.
Professor G.H. Dorr: Not easy to do. Many reasons. Practical ones. Quiet neighborhood, sleepy town. Reasons of moral repugnance. A harmless woman, a deed conceived and executed in cold blood. Oh, no, Gawain, would that it were simple.
Gawain MacSam: Well, fuck, man! What we gonna do? Give the money back and go to church?
Professor G.H. Dorr: I shudder. I quake. You, sir, are a Buddhist. Is there not a "middle" way?
The General: Mm. Must float like a leaf on the river of life... and kill old lady.
Mildred Dumas
Extended Reading
