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Gavin: All right, geezer? Santiago: Hey. Gavin: Hey, man, thanks for covering for me, yeah. You're atop man. If you fingered me, I was right in the shitter. Santiago: We're even, OK? I don't owe you no more favors. Gavin: OK. Santiago: You're screwing up your life, man. That's how you lost Christina. Gavin: She'll be back. Santiago: No, she won't. You know why? 'Cause she can't stand your asshole friends. How do you think that picture ending up in the paper? Bluto sold it. And how much does your other buddy make dealing drugs at all the fancy places you get him into? Hey you think I'm some greaseball who doesn't know stuff? These are probably the best years of our lives and how long have we got? Ten, if we're lucky? Or even less, if we get hurt like Jamie. And it can happen to any of us. Just like that, We're one tackle away from flipping burgers. Gavin: Get out. Go on, piss off. Gavin: Hey, boss. Can I have a word? Dornhelm: Yes, please. Gavin: Yes, I was the other bloke in that picture. Dornhelm: I'm shocked. Gavin: And I thought you should know it was me that dragged Santi also to that party to begin with. He didn't even wanna go. So it's not his scene. He's a good lad. I take full responsibility. | 
