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01:29:29
Taylor Schilling, Danielle Brooks, Taryn Manning
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Isn't that her crashing through the underbrush?
Those quitter aren't Norma's sheep. They're rats.
Ooh, there's... There's an underpass down Broad Street.
They doubled our order of slop this month, we can cover it.
- has been a godsend. - [sighs]
Your land is brimstone and salt,
[chuckles] Do you have any idea how pathetic you are, weirdo?
Did you see the toothpick guy?
How do you think that's gonna look? Bringing back the agitator-in-chief?
'Cause she ate fistful of pills like they was Tic Tacs
It's like my Nancy Grace ears catnip bluegrass funeral.
Get your hands off my daughter, you stupid motherfucker!
which is why I started Felonious Spunk in the first place.
and she taught me the Hebrew alphabet for granola bars.
Well, um, actually, we invented a miso-tuna-honey sauce
Aspartame invented by Donald Rumsfeld in the '80s.
Do you know what happens to cheater?
And I ain't a rapist. I ain't, and I feel good about it.
All he gets is a bandage over his eye.
To take money from pervert,
or bring me back leftovers of Lasagna Classico...
Okay, so, I had a grudge against this person,
Stop being such a stereotype.
Her image has been emblazon by the universe unto toast
Do you think that he agonize over this like some little bitch?
He did not die. He abdicate voluntarily.
and you need to be fully submerge, and nude.
Don't worry. I still loathe you, Fig.
People see or hear other people puke, makes them wanna do it.
and that drives the needle that I snag from the sweatshop.
and I relish the fact that you hate me
One of them black bitches gonna get they shit drown,
Aspartame invent by Donald Rumsfeld in the '80s.
You soak in a pool
[Pennsatucky] Yeah, but he bled a lot.
But I'm beg you for this, 'cause it's real stuff going on.
I've rewritten this at least ten times.
I swear, I'm gonna be...
before I smash those shit-stained Chiclets you call teeth down your throat!
Fine. I'll do it. But you guys owe me.
not from people that I pretend to care about.
[sighs] We fail, and God forgive us, but...
like when all the dogs and the horses disappear
by the power vest in me by the state of New York,
- What? - Even if we don't get bust,
Yeah, well, kids adapt.
I mean "yellow" both racially and as a chicken-shit.
did you ever consider that you're technically Asian?
Maybe I was gonna wash my pants, and I fell asleep.
Gently, gently. Hold it up.
Well, there's nowhere to go.
But instead, I'm stuck in this shithole, barely making enough to pay for Pantene.
You're right. It's literally none of your business.
- You still on that? - You damn right.
And look, besides, as long as she with us,
You can basically tell him anything you would tell me.
which obviously isn't happening tonight, so...
Yeah, and you, apparently, are a fine actress.
naked, hairy butthole and trying to pull apart them sticky cheeks.
And if that went away forever, you'd be all kinds of fucked up.
Well, eventually, you come back from the SHU.
one man could possibly have more self-loathing than you already did.
[chaplain] Now, normally, at this point,
Ah, they make a beautiful couple, absolutely beautiful.
Or an extremely deep and wide belly button.
Certainly don't need people who don't got my back.
It's her! It's exactly her!
You don't have a trailer or somethin' a little more private, alone?
Gloria, sometimes there's a mess. It happens.
Nah, nah! It's the lake! It's not escapable or nothin'.
a burning waste, unsown and unproductive,
which is why I started Felonious Spunk in the first place.
and I am hate-fucking a dead-eyed, anorexic crone...
and grab life by the balls with your big, bladed fingers.
See, she's uptight, right, and he's this unpredictable sous chef...
a burning waste, unsown and unproductive,
to the prisoner whose brand-new divorce certificate is her most prized possession.
and B, a thieving, lying, crazy, murderous, drug-addled woman,
Like I am a good and benevolent dictator.
That must be pretty intimidating to some of these girls,
That's pretty bleak, Red, even for you.
So, love is the lie we tell ourselves so we don't go extinct?
but no, no, you gotta drag my ass all the way to upstate Jew York.
See, she's uptight, right, and he's this unpredictable sous chef...
[chuckles] Do you have any idea how pathetic you are, weirdo?
The guy who interviewed me was so relieved
Although that would be poetic in its own way.
- They'll probably just buff that out. - [O'Neill] It's not a scratch, man.
before there's an earthquake or a tidal wave or something.
You have the chance for a promotion, and you're going limp?
Oh, she's a rash girl.
In fact, her questionable criminal ethics might actually offset the real problem.