Betty Johnson:
You're my only truly sick friend, Susan.
Betty Johnson:
If it's a choice between me ending up a cocktail waitress or Paul being dead, there's just no contest.
Susan Holland:
[to Bill and Steve] Paul is alive you stupid fucks!
Betty Johnson:
[on the phone] Susan?
Susan Holland:
Yes?
Betty Johnson:
Paul's going to be all right.
Susan Holland:
Shit!
Sam Myers:
What is it?
Susan Holland:
Paul's going to be all right.
Sam Myers:
Shit!
Bill:
Fuck!
Steve:
Damn it!
Betty Johnson:
Hi shortcake, how're you feeling?
Paul Holland:
Better now... give me a kiss.
[puckers up, Betty gives him a peck on the lips]
Paul Holland:
You call that a kiss?
Sam Myers:
[on the phone] Betty?
Betty Johnson:
Who's this?
Sam Myers:
It's Sam.
Betty Johnson:
Gee Sam, how do you shoot a guy 3 times at close range and not kill him?
Sam Myers:
I don't know, you'll have to ask Bill and Steve that when you see them.
Bill:
She'll have to ask us what, Sam?
Paul Holland:
[to Betty] I met you through Susan, didn't I? You know how much she has to gain if I die before I rewrite my will, you do know that don't you?
Paul Holland:
Why do you have that look on your face?
Betty Johnson:
I thought I could do it, I thought I could do anything for enough money...
Paul Holland:
Do you know the guys who shot me?
Betty Johnson:
Yes... they're just two guys I know, it's Sam and Susan, it's Susan's plan, it was her idea, not mine.
Paul Holland:
To kill me?
Betty Johnson:
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