Doyle:
You know what, by God?
Linda:
What?
Doyle:
I know what I oughta do tonight.
Linda:
Please don't.
Doyle:
Mmm-hmm. I'm gonna call up Morris and have him get the band together. We're gonna have a party. Party our asses off. I'd love to show them that damn Karl. They'd get a real kick out of him. You know they would.
Linda:
Please, Doyle, not tonight. They always stay until morning, I'll just give out.
Doyle:
You ain't gotta do nothing, Linda. Just put some chips in a bowl and run ice out to us when we look low.
Frank:
Last time you got angry and ran Morris and them off and told them to stay away from here.
Doyle:
That ain't none of your damn business, besides, that's the way friends do one another! Fuck it, I'm calling them up.
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