And before you know it, folks are getting a big dose of the gimmies, and men start talking their hats off, and that Manischewitz Grapevine Wine spills in your ear and tells you you got a sure thing, and what's worse is, you start to believe it.
— There was a time.
— 4:35.
— You misunderstood. I wasn't asking for the time. I was just saying there was a time.
— There was a time?
— Mm-hmm. Take Brown Sugar back there, for example. She's pretty fucking foxy, right?
— She's 70. If she's a day.
— But there was a time.
— So, let me see if I've got this right. I'm paying you a lot of money to kill somebody, and you're getting somebody else to do it?
— Don't worry. I'm gonna kill somebody.