My arm itches.
say, as my fathers and forefathers said before me when anyone tried to
capture them... "My poodle's stuck in the heater vent." And once my poodle is
free, he will chew your ankles down to the bone.
RYAN: You would hide behind a dog, like the dog you are.
COLIN: Hey. Hey.
RYAN: I shall take you back. And as you hang from that rope, I will look up
to you and say... "Let me be your love monkey." Perhaps I have said too much.
COLIN: I'm getting mixed signals here.
I know I just did one, but I think its time for another.
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