Harry: I can't believe we drove around all day, and there's not a single job in this town. There is nothing, nada, zip!
Lloyd: Yeah! Unless you wanna work forty hours a week.
Harry: Maybe we should just check out
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Sunday, April 4, 2010
sleeps with the fishes
Sonny lit a cigar and took a shot of whiskey.
Michael, bewildered, said. 'What the hell does that fish mean?'
It was Tom Hagen the Consigliere, who answered him. 'The fish means that Luca Brasi is sleeping on the bottom of the ocean,' he said.
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