Chester Hooton:
How 'bout Kansas City? You picked my pocket of 75 bucks so you could take Mabel Bronschweiger out ridin' in a buggy.
Duke Johnson:
Ah, Mabel Bronschweiger. Ah, lady blacksmith. She was your girl.
Chester Hooton:
My girl.
Duke Johnson:
What a right hand.
[forms a fist, moves it up and down]
Chester Hooton:
I sat in the hotel lobby for four hours while you took her for a ride in the woods.
Duke Johnson:
Well, what do you care. As long as she was out in the fresh air.
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