have dvds, will rewatch. cue the rolling downhill.

[sidearms]

Look here. Do us both a favor, all right? I want you to grab your nearest dictionary, flip through the pages for a time, and now, when you come to the word "masochist", I suggest you stop. Sit a spell, maybe read the definition once or twice.

If you don't find yourself enlightened, my advice to you would be to, then, close that there dictionary. Lather, rinse, and repeat.

When you're finished with that, how about you pop an aspirin or two. Don't go lookin' at me like that, now. It ain't for you; that one's for me.

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[neededhope]

[ She looks mildly amused. ] Mun givin' you a hard time, Raylan?

[sidearms]

[ He sees your mildly amused, Winona, and raises you a cocked eyebrow and a plateful of disbelief. ] You tellin' me they know how to do somethin' else? Because Christmas is over, Winona. The season for untimely miracles is passed.

[neededhope]

Sue me for thinkin' some of them might not be as bad as mine. [ You don't want to know where she is, Raylan. (Well. One of the two places in particular, though neither are particularly desirable.) ]

[sidearms]

[ Well, you can't blame his curiosity now. Have some hands on hips and a head tilt. ] Or you could save us both the time and tangle of the good ol' judicial system and elaborate. Seems to me like you have somethin' there you need to get off your chest.

[neededhope]

Are you gonna tell me what yours has planned for you? [ Tit for a tat, Raylan. ] Or are you expectin' me to be the only one sharing?

[sidearms]

[ A point, she's made it. Raylan purses his lips. ] Seems to think findin' me somewhere is the only way to get things done around here. I can't even begin to count you the ways I don't agree.

[neededhope]

[ She nods slightly, not overly surprised by that. ] Seems pretty par for course as far as muns are concerned. Is she thinkin' about sending you anywhere in particular?