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Clips from Weeds - Doing the Backstroke (S03E03)

"- Is that a "yes"? - No."
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"Fine, fine, yes, I'll take it."
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"- Wise choice. - Shit."
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"Celia, it's Nancy. I'd really like to get Silas's car back. Please call me."
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"- It stinks in here. - How could you let him smoke in my car?"
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"No more smoking in this car."
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"No more puff-puff with the tobacco stick."
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"You're rude, you know that? You're gonna get cancer."
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"Hey, I thought these things were supposed to get great gas mileage and shit."
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"They do. Just haven't filled the tank for two weeks."
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"Two weeks is pretty good."
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"Hey! Hey!"
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"Armenian guy."
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"Hey!"
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"That was weird."
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"Get away from the car! Get the fuck away from the car!"
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"Marvin, what are we doing?"
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"I was thinking that the car was gonna blow up."
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"Oh."
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"Those Armenians, they like to blow shit up, you know?"
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"Really?"
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"Actually, I don't know. He the first one I met, but he seemed real shifty."
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"Hello?"
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"Oh."
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"OK, and he never tapped it."
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"You owe me a flat screen, motherfucker."
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"Oh, yes, you do!"
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"OK."
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"Bye."
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"We can get back in the car now."
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"Who was that?"
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"U-Turn."
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"What'd he say?"
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"You were traded."
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"I was what?"
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"He says he bought your debt off the Armenians."
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"Your ass and your grass is all his now."
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"And he says if we don't come back with the pot soon,"
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"I gotta shoot you in the head. So, let's really focus on finding it, OK?"
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"You got a really nice head."
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"Thanks."
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"How much do I love the over-medicated?"
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"I can feel my pores tightening."
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"Check this out. Tylenol... with codeine."
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"Ooh, me, me, me, me, me, me, me!"
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"Ohh!"
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"Hey, man, look."
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"I'm so sorry I fucked your wife with my giant cock."
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"I am so not threatened by you."
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"I happen to be hung like a beer can. And I'm talking Guinness stout."
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"Oh, please. You're like one of those mini bottles of Crystal Geyser."
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"Fuck you, I've seen you in the steam. I got you by a good inch."
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"You care to make it interesting?"
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"How much?"
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"Your share of the bouillon when Nancy sells the crop."
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"- That's a lot of cash. - Yeah? I got a lot of dick."
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"You're on, bitch."
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"- Here, come here. - All right, come on."
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"- Come on. - Uh-huh."
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"- See. - Yeah, you know. You're all talk, buddy."
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"- Oh, yeah? - You're all talk."
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"- Winner and still champion. - Yeah, only in length."
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"That's what counts, moron. Circumference doesn't factor in a size war."
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"Well, then flaccid doesn't count either. I'm a grower, not a shower."
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"Wanna measure hard?"
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"Yeah. You're not getting my share without a fair fight."
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"- Fine. - All right."
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"Come on."
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"- Occupied! - Occupied!"
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"- We took too many drugs. - Yes, yes, we did."
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"We're having a great time, we're at the dump."
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"Yeah. He..."
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"He wanted to see where the trash went."
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"OK, bye."
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"This is one nice fucking neighbourhood."
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"- How long you live here? - Too long. Shh, it's ringing."
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"Looks like it's from a movie."
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"Like with the plants and trees, no chain-link."
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"These places got alarms?"
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"Celia, I'm outside your house. Where's my son's car?"
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"Why, it's in your driveway, Nancy. I told him I'd drive it home,"
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"and I always try to be a woman of my word."
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"Oh, you owe me $37.50 for gas."
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"Hello?"
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"Hello, Nancy?"
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"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit."
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"This ain't good."
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"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit."
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"Silas's phone, Celia speaking."
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"Hey, Nancy, I helped myself to some of your vodka,"
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"I hope you don't mind."
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"Oh, and I borrowed some garden shears."
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"You know, they were really helpful, so, thanks."
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"I did this for your own good, Nancy."
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"- He gonna be mad."
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