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Are you kidding me?
I don't have any more cash, you sack of shit. Don't you see me take my pay, every fucking week, and hand it straight to you? This is all I fucking make. You can't hold out on me. That ain't part of the deal. Oh, I know you heard the stories of what I do on offtime, but that's so I can eat. And even that's been running dry lately, nobody wants to play someone they know they're gonna lose to. I got to get new blood, but that ain't exactly easy. How the hell can I do that, just some scruffy, dirty dock worker like every other guy in this part of town?
You can't fucking hold out on me. I'll have more cash next time I get paid. And that's going to have to be enough, you sack of shit, and don't you even think of giving me that look. I'll work overtime, is that what you want?
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Oy, Lenore, sweetheart. Think we're gonna have to put off our picnic for a few weeks. Things at the docks are getting hairy, few guys up and quit without a word to boss, so now we all got to pick up their slack cause he's too lazy to hire somebody else.
Sorry about this, sweetheart. You know I'd get out of it if I could for you.