“That’s totally going to be a 00, isn’t it. Yeah, it is.”
“Ah, the old ‘I rolled so bad, I slipped into a coma…'”
“I mean, we’ve yet to run into a situation where one of us could throw ourselves upon a knife again…”
“I had a looking at things business…”
“I believe it’s written in my contract that I no longer have to look, sir.”
“‘He has a house with a capital M.’ ‘A mouse?'”
“I work very hard, sir!”
“Two days a month.”
“Absolutely.”
“They didn’t have blue then.”
“It was back in the black and white days.”
“Sir, don’t touch anything here.”
“No, I won’t be. I’m getting a sense of tetanus just looking…”
“We’re not being rude, are we?”
“Not at all. I’m just letting you know what’s on the door.”
“Good. Because we would have been rude anyway.”
“What was the gentleman at Emerson?”
“Emerson, sir.”
“Right.”
“I have a birth date!”
“So do most of us…”
“I believe the city street is older than you, but I don’t see how that’s pertinent.”
“How tall is the young guy.”
“He’s a six-footer.”
“How big are his feet?”
“As long as we’re talking human sacrifice, how much is ‘a lot’?”
“Sir? I think this rum runner is a bad influence on your accountant.”
“You could learn something from this man. His level of meticulous record-keeping…”
“Are almost up to my own.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to try on the mask?”
“I’m sure.”
“I could persuade you. I’ve already rolled 06 twice tonight.”
“Why are you so interested in me putting the mask on?”
“Why are you so interested in not putting the mask on?”
“We may have to drag him out of here?”
“The shop owner or him?”
“Sir, you’ve been doing it wrong the whole time?”
“We’ve got a picture of somebody’s junk, too.”
“Are we going to shoot the hobos? Is that what we’re recommending?”
“Have they invented Canada yet, back in the 20s?”
“I’ve got Library Use. I assume I know where to use that…”
“Well, you know, you send enough dicks, it’s just courtesy to send the lube.”
“There’s always time for lubrication.”