Here you go, milum!

Privite to Mister W. O'Neil:
sssshh, be discreet Whitie-o, these people aren't that dumb. They might catch on to our collusion.

(spoken) Hey there's Charlie. Hey Charlie! Man am I glad to see you. Look Charlie, I want another drink, you know when I got money I always buy you a drink. Look at me, I'm shaking like a leaf. At least you could stand me for a ten-cent shot. You will? Man you're looking good to me!

Thank You, thank you, thank you, Big Mary.
Thank you for what you done for me.
You'd be my woman, if you hadn't gone back to your use ta be.


Ten cent Shot, Piano Red.