V: What a rat
what a liar
J: What a creep
To think he told everyone I was sleeping with him
J: It's so unfair
V: 12 years of service and he shoots me down.
J: we've got to do something he can't just treat people like that.
V: Do? What's to do, quit?
Well I can't quit.
V: it's the same all over anyways.
J:well look couldn't we all get together and complain?
complain to who?
V:Let's face it. We're in a pink collar ghetto. Let's
have another drink.
J: This one's on me.
V: I've got it.
J: It's my turn
V: I've got it. I've really got it.
J: what's that?
I didn't think you smoked. You roll your own?
V:This is a gift from my brother. Let's just visit the
ladies' room and light up.
Is that one of them marijuana cigarettes?
V: Shh we don't have enough for everyone.
J: idk we can't Violet, someone might come in.
It is dangerous violet
V: Would you two show a little spunk? I mean what are
you, a man or a mouse? I mean a woman or a wouse?
Hey why don't we go to my house? My husband's away. We'll have the place to ourselves.
V:We could have ourselves an old-fashioned ladies' pot
party.
You know, to tell you the truth, that stuff don't do that much for me
J: I smoked a marijuana cigarette at a party once. I could never figure out what the big deal was.
V: Huh.
J: Threatening Hart with a gun?
He knows I've got one too. I keep it right here at all times.
V: All I can think, he must have peed in his pants.
J: Have you ever fired it?
Have I ever fired it? Well, really, just once: after Dwayne bought it for me. I was coming home from this rodeo one night in Dallas with a girlfriend of mine, and these 2 men started hassling us in the parking lot. They wouldn't let up. So I was gonna be
V: I bet they did. Like turkeys.
J: Wow. This is...this is really good pot. What did you
say it was called again?
Vi: Maui Wowee.
J: Well, I love it.
V: It's primo. I don't think I could ever carry a gun. I
don't care. I don't understand guys like Hart, w
I'd like to hunt. I'd like to hunt Hart. I'd like to chase his lily-white tail across the room and see how he likes it.
I think she's stoned.
J: am I stoned?
V: I think you're stoned.
J: oh it's so funny.
What's so funny?
J: Oh, I have this image of Hart running for his life,
and the whole office is out to get him and hunt him down.
V: What about you, Doralee? What's your fantasy for doing
him in?
Me. Well I think I'd like to just come riding up one day and give him a taste of his own medicine.
V: I can just see Hart hanging there with some dumb look
on his face wondering what the hell happened.
What's your fantasy Violet? How would you bump off the boss?