James Earl:
[over the phone] Detective Harry Ball?
Detective Harry Ball:
Who the hell is this?
James Earl:
Just call me "Deep Throat"
Detective Harry Ball:
You expect me to swallow that?
Detective Harry Ball:
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You have the right to shut up. Anything you say, can and will piss me off! If you can't afford a shyster attorney, we will assign you an overworked loser, who doesn't give a shit and will screw up your case anyway. Now, do you understand your rights?
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Dirt Merchant:
Yeah, I understand. This is a total frameup. Speaking of rights, where's your warrant anyway?
Detective Harry Ball:
Huh? What?
Detective Harry Ball:
[checking pockets and finding nothing] Shit!
Dirt Merchant:
Un-believable!
Holly So Tightly:
What is?
Dirt Merchant:
You've humped half of my record collection.
Dirt Merchant:
I knew it all along. But why? Huh? Why?
Holly So Tightly:
Why do you think? Johnny, Eric, Bart... they didn't love me. All they wanted was sex!
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