Doc Miles:
[Chev is running on the street, high on epinephrine and talking to Doc on a cellphone]
Chevy?
Chev Chelios:
Yep.
Doc Miles:
Hey, we're in the air man. Did you get the stuff I told you to get?
Chev Chelios:
Got it!
Doc Miles:
Did you take it?
Chev Chelios:
Took it.
Doc Miles:
You took the whole goddamned thing, didn't you?
Chev Chelios:
Yep.
Doc Miles:
I said a fifth of a syringe. That shit's gonna kill you.
Chev Chelios:
Right.
Doc Miles:
Is your chest on fire?
Chev Chelios:
Check.
Doc Miles:
But you're cold?
Chev Chelios:
Check.
Doc Miles:
And you've got a steel hard-on, don't you?
Chev Chelios:
Well let me check. Check!
Doc Miles:
Well, that's the stimulation of your blood vessels. Your urinary sphincter's tight as a knot right now. You couldn't piss to save your life.
Chev Chelios:
Urinary sphincter? Check!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:16