Sidney Bruhl:
What I should do is, beat the fat bastard over the head with that mace over there, bury him in a hole big enough to accomodate his bloat, and then send his little masterpiece off under my own name.
Myra Bruhl:
Ohh...
Sidney Bruhl:
Heh heh. Now, there's the best idea I've had in ten years.
Myra Bruhl:
Yes, darling, it's so unfair, isn't it?
Sidney Bruhl:
I mean, what's the point in owning a mace, if you don't use it?
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