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| Drexel, is that you? You finally got out? | |
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| Yeah. No thanks to you, you no good, cheating bee-atch! | |
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| But Drex, you know I love ya. The cops MADE me squeal. | |
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| And that's the problem, Zelda. Snitchin is one thing and squealin is another. | |
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| I could never make ya squeal but I hear you sure squealed like a banshee when those coppers screwed ya. | |
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