“You ain’t got no problem, Jules. I’m on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the Wolf, who should be coming directly.”
“You sendin’ the Wolf?”
“Oh, you feel better, motherfucker?”
“Shit, yeah, negro. That’s all you had to say.“
Thanks, droog.
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It’s the wallet that says “Bad Motherfucker.”