A conversation overheard on one of the LA Metro Local Lines:
A: ...Oh those motherf$@#$kers are crazy man. They fight. They can't, they can't take their liquor.
B: Anyway, he's getting out tomorrow
A:. They just FIGHT.
B. Fifteen years. That's too long. He's been -
A. I think, I think. They shouldn't drink.
B. Institutionalised.
A. For me? Oh man. 'Hospitalisation'. I took acid.
B. They say -
A. It's got you for life.
B. More women incarcerated in California than men.
A. You can't never get that out of your system. You take a drink, smoke some dope. Wham!
B. Often for drugs.
A. Speed, that's okay. Oh man.
Am I imagining it, or can I see where David Mamet's type of dialogue comes from?
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