Transcript (en)

You know, Ed, if I thought you weren't my friend, I just don't think I could bear it. Don't any of you have that guts to pay for blood? I'm your huckleberry. That's just my game. And you, music lover, you're next. drunk piano player you're so drunk you can't hit nothing in fact you're probably seeing double i have two gums one for each of you honey i apologize i forgot you were there you may go now doc short of being dead what the hell are you doing this for anyway Wide open is my friend. Yeah, well, I got lots of friends. I don't.