Shirley: You think I don't know what you see when you look at us? (takes a sip of her martini) Bunch of ignorant drunk crackers. Shiftless peckerwoods. Lemme tell you somethin', we built this outta nothin' with our hands, or sweat and or determination. Mayor of Vegas used to eat here.
Greg: (whispers to Hodges) Alright, if I can't find a phone, I'm gonna make one. Keep an eye on her. (walks off)
Shirley: We had politicians, celebrities, rubbin' up elbows with the common man. Some nights, we had eight, ten limos stacked out up front. Then Harry took off, it all went to hell. He didn't care who he hurt. (making another martini) Are you sure, that I can't fix you boys one of these?
Hodges: Uh... I could use the little boy's room.
Shirley: Ah, toilet is all stuffed up. There's one in the basement. But, you don't wanna use that one, believe me. There's like, a million black widow spiders down there. It's like a black widow convention is what it is. You just like puff and die. Use the bushes. (Hodges goes to leave)
Henry: (grabs his arm and whispers) Whoa, whoa, what am I supposed to do?
Hodges: You heard Greg, keep an eye on her.
Shirley: (pours Henry some whiskey) You are gonna drink a man drink, just like that. (Henry chuckles nervously)
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