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should see what she can do with a womans hair and nails.
     
    Lincoln
    Too bad you aint a woman.
     
    Booth
    What?
     
    Lincoln
    You could get yrs done for free, I mean.
     
    Booth
    Yeah. She got this way of sitting. Of talking. That. Everything she does is. Shes just so hot.
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    We was together 2 years. Then we broke up. I had my little employment difficulty and she needed time to think.
     
    Lincoln
    And shes through thinking now.
     
    Booth
    Thats right.
     
    Lincoln
    Booth

    Lincoln
    Whatcha doing back there?
     
    Booth
    Resting. That girl wore me out.
     
    Lincoln
    You want some med-sin?
     
    Booth
    No thanks.
     
    Lincoln
    Come practice my moves with me, then.
     
    Booth
    Lets hit it tomorrow, K?
     
    Lincoln
    I been waiting. I got all dressed up and you said if I waited up—come on, man, they gonna replace me with a wax dummy.
     
    Booth
    No shit.
     
    Lincoln
    Thats what theyre talking about. Probably just talk, but—come on, man, I even lent you 5 bucks.
     
    Booth
    Im tired.
     
    Lincoln
    You didnt get shit tonight.
     
    Booth
    You jealous, man. You just jail-us.
     
    Lincoln
    You laying over there yr balls blue as my boosted suit. Laying over there waiting for me to go back to sleep or black out so I wont hear you rustling thuh pages of yr fuck book.

    Booth
    Fuck you, man.
     
    Lincoln
    I was over there looking for something the other week and theres like 100 fuck books under yr bed and theyre matted together like a bad fro, bro, cause you spunked in the pages and didnt wipe them off.
     
    Booth
    Im hot. I need constant sexual release. If I wasnt taking care of myself by myself I would be out there running around on thuh town which costs cash that I dont have so I would be doing worse: I’d be out there doing who knows what, shooting people and shit. Out of a need for unresolved sexual release. I’m a hot man. I aint apologizing for it. When I dont got a woman, I gotta make do. Not like you, Link. When you dont got a woman you just sit there. Letting yr shit fester. Yr dick, if it aint falled off yet, is hanging there between yr legs, little whiteface shriveled-up blank-shooting grub worm. As goes thuh man so goes thuh mans dick. Thats what I say. Least my shits intact.
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    You a limp dick jealous whiteface motherfucker whose wife dumped him cause he couldnt get it up and she told me so. Came crawling to me cause she needed a man.
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    I gave it to Grace good tonight. So goodnight.
     
    Lincoln
    (Rest)
    Goodnight.
     
    Lincoln
    Booth
    Lincoln
    Booth
    Lincoln
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    Lincoln sitting in his chair. Booth lying in bed.
    Time passes.
    Booth peeks out to see if Lincoln is asleep.
    Lincoln is watching for him.
     
    Lincoln
    You can hustle 3-card monte without me you know.
     
    Booth
    Im planning to.
     
    Lincoln
    I could contact my old crew. You could work with them. Lonny aint around no more but theres the rest of them. Theyre good.
     
    Booth
    I can get my own crew. I dont need yr crew. Buncha hasbeens. I can get my own crew.
     
    Lincoln
    My crews experienced. We usedta pull down a thousand a day. Thats 7 G a week. That was years ago. They probably do twice, 3 times that now.
     
    Booth
    I got my own connections, thank you.
     
    Lincoln
    Theyd take you on in a heartbeat. With my say. My say still counts with them. They know you from before, when you tried to hang with us but—wernt ready yet. They know you from then, but I’d talk you up. I’d say yr my bro, which they know, and I’d say youd been working the west coast. Little towns. Mexican border. Taking tourists. I’d tell them you got moves like I dreamed of having. Meanwhile youd be working out yr shit right here, right in this room, getting good and getting better every day so when I did do the reintroductions youd have some marketable skills. Youd be passable.
     
    Booth
    I’d be more than passable, I’d be the be all end all.

    Lincoln
    Youd be the be all end all. And youd have my say. If yr interested.
     
    Booth
    Could