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Florence Jones: There go your reefer smokers. Round and round...
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[Bruce whispers something in Marge's ear]
Marjorie Benton: Leave me alone! Leave me alone!
Florence Jones: What's the matter, Marge?
Marjorie Benton: Oh, he insulted me!
Bruce: That was no insult, stupid. That was a proposition. Take it or leave it.
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Florence Jones: That was Marihuana you were smoking! It's worse than cocaine! See those two punks over there, Marge? They were high a minute ago. Now they're getting low. Soon they'll be mean, ready to commit murder. You Marihuana's called the murder weed. Don't you ever touch it again.
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