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Monday, May 07, 2007

HONEY BUNNY: Here? It's a coffee shop.

PUMPKIN: What's wrong with that? People never rob restaurants, why not? Bars, liquor stores, gas stations, you get your head blown off stickin' up one of them. Restaurants, on the other hand, you catch with their pants down. They're not expecting to get robbed, or not as expecting.

HONEY BUNNY: I bet in places like this you could cut down on the hero factor.

PUMPKIN: Correct. Just like banks, these places are insured. The managers don't give a fuck, they're just tryin' to get ya out the door before you start pluggin' diners. Waitresses, forget it, they ain't takin' a bullet for the register. Busboys, some wetback gettin' paid a dollar fifty a hour gonna really give a fuck you're stealin' from the owner. Customers are sittin' there with food in their mouths, they don't know what's goin' on. One minute they're havin' a Denver omelette, next minute somebody's stickin' a gun in their face.


PUMPKIN: Everybody be cool this is a robbery!

HONEY BUNNY: Any of you fuckin' pricks move and I'll execute every one of you motherfuckers!

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I really love that movie...

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