Hey Doyle, slow the fuck down!
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Doyle:
[Doyle, Vaughan and Karl are in Doyle's truck going to get beer]
Not that you two afflicted sumbitches know anything about this, you're sitting in a crew-cab duallie pickup. In some circles, this is considered a piece of automotive art. Vaughan Cunningham:
Are you sure you can drive? You've really had alot of alcohol. Doyle:
When you been drinking as long as me, Vaughan, you build up a tolerance. Here, [hands off his beer can] Doyle:
hide that between your legs for me. Monty Johnson:
[the truck picks up speed]
Hey Doyle, slow the fuck down!
[Doyle, Vaughan and Karl are in Doyle's truck going to get beer]
Not that you two afflicted sumbitches know anything about this, you're sitting in a crew-cab duallie pickup. In some circles, this is considered a piece of automotive art. Vaughan Cunningham:
Are you sure you can drive? You've really had alot of alcohol. Doyle:
When you been drinking as long as me, Vaughan, you build up a tolerance. Here, [hands off his beer can] Doyle:
hide that between your legs for me. Monty Johnson:
[the truck picks up speed]
Hey Doyle, slow the fuck down!
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Movie Summary
Karl Childers, a simple man hospitalized since his childhood murder of his mother and her lover, is released to start a new life in a small town.
