Doyle:
Now get the fuck out now before I get too mad to turn back!
Terence:
What about our instruments?
Doyle:
Come here, you little prick. Come here, you little fucking prick!
[Wheels him right into the door]
Doyle:
Get out! All y'all, get the fuck out! Come on, you motherfuckers!
[Nobody moves]
Doyle:
Get the fuck out! Randy, you tuning son of a bitch, go fucking practice, Randy!
[Noody moves]
Doyle:
Come on, Morris, you fucking genius, get the fuck up and get the fuck out of here, Goddammit!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:06