Fritzy: He's off my back? He's off my fuckin'...? Whatta I gotta have them on my fuckin' back?

Frank: Yeah, how long did you have him?

Fritzy: Nah.

Frank: Right?

Fritzy: Nah, he never was that way. He...

Frank: Huh?

Fritzy: The last ten, twelve years...

Frank: How 'bout Rocky?

Fritzy: Rocky? That's the biggest cocksucker walkin' the fuckin' street.

Frank: Yeah, that's a swindler, huh?

Fritzy: He's a fuckin'...he bullshitted me pretty good, he, he did a nice job on me, this fuck. But that's neither here nor there, that's my own, that's alright. He's just a, you know, I, I, it should serve me a lesson, that's all. He's a fuckin' [In Italian, dishwasher], that's, he's just gotta go along his fuckin' way, nice and [UI] nice kid, nice everything. Another case, don't get involved. You know what I mean? Another lesson. I wanna have a little twilight in my career, that's all I want. I want a little fuckin' light in my career. As I get older.

Frank: Uh-huh.

Fritzy: As the sunset sets on the horizon.

Frank: A little twilight, huh?

Fritzy: A little fuckin', a little. About four young girls, about 19 each.

Frank: Uh-huh.

Fritzy: Holdin' onto my arm.

Frank: He was out in the rain last night, he come out.

Fritzy: Yeah?

Frank: Like Dracula. Quarter to three in the morning, the rain coming down.

Fritzy: He loves that.

Frank: Loves it, rain.

Fritzy: He loves that.

Frank: Uh-huh.

Fritzy: Had the big umbrella?

Frank: Yeah.

Fritzy: Loves that.

Frank: Imagine this man?

Fritzy: Was all the drips going on you or were you cuddled underneath the...

Frank: I had an umbrella.

Fritzy: Oh, you had your own? Huh?

Frank: Old Baldy was there, too.

Fritzy: Yeah? Mamma mi. My guy'll be down there tonight.

Frank: Huh?

Fritzy: Stevie'll be there later.

Frank: Yeah?

Fritzy: Yeah.

Frank: What's he bringin'?

Fritzy: Nah, he's gotta talk to him, ya know.

Frank: Yeah.

Fritzy: Talk to the other guy.

Frank: So everything's alright, Freddie?

Fritzy: Well, not really. You know, how the hell could anything be alright, uh, Frankie? You know, this girl, uh, she looks for fuckin' trouble, you know what I mean? [UI] and as nice as I wanna go and be, she puts the road blocks. Now she knew, she had this in her belly, oh I'd say a good ten days, eight days. And every fuckin' day it's gettin' worse, I see her reactions, she ain't doin' nothin' for nothin', she's leaving things around, you know. I say look at this fuckin' son of a bitch went to work, what is this here, what am, what am I her fuckin' slave, you know what I mean? Give her money, give her this, give her that. Then I fuckin' zoomed in on her on Friday. "What is this bullshit? Bing, ba-buh, ba-buh." "Yeah, how's the beef? How's the fuckin' rib, how's the roast? Did Gail's family enjoy the roast? Da, di-di, ba-bup, ba-bup. And the movie with her. Huh? You know, ba-bee-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh. I tapped the phone." You know what I mean?

Frank: Uh.

Fritzy: So it took eight days, seven days I don't know how many fuckin' days it took before she, she broke the news.

Frank: Uh.

Fritzy: So I looked, I says look at this. I could, I couldn't, could you answer? You can't answer after that. She hit me between the eyes, you know?

Frank: Uh.

Fritzy: So, I'm lettin' things cool down.

Frank: Yeah?

Fritzy: Yeah.

Frank: Are you cookin' tonight?

Fritzy: I cooked, uh, uh, beef stew. I'm not, you know, the kids.

Frank: They eat though, they eat your food, huh?

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