Dan Miller:
What are you saying? What are you proposing?
Mrs. Carmody:
If we all prepare... to meet our maker...
Jim Grondin:
[interrupting her]
Oh, prepare to meet shit! Lady, your tongue must be hung in the middle so that it can waggle at both ends.
Mrs. Carmody:
The end of times has come. Not in flames, but in mist.
Jim Grondin:
Come here. How about if your ass prepares to meet my size ten work boot! How about that?
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