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Sgt. Guffy: Hold it hold it, pull up, we got brass on our tail, pull it forward you idiot!
[mutters under his breath to the officers]
Sgt. Guffy: Drop dead.
[then back to his driver]
Sgt. Guffy: Pull it forward you idiot!
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Sgt. Guffy: Here's your half, 320 dollars, now what'd you make?
Louise: 1,230 dollars.
Sgt. Guffy: Oh? Whatta you been sellin? I don't see much stock gone.
Louise: Take it.
Sgt. Guffy: I won't take it until I know how you made it. What do you think I am?
Louise: What do you think I am?
Werner Peters
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