"I got some bad news, kid..." Joan
"What's up?" Cherie
"Fuckin' Kim, man. He snaked us." Joan
"What? What do you mean?" Cherie
"Remember how he was all, you gotta pay your dues, that's what it takes in this business, we're gonna get a record deal, blah-fucking-blah?" Joan
"Yeah." Cherie
"Well, he did it, man! That Frankenstein-looking, crazy motherfucker did it!" Joan
"What?" Cherie
"Mercury Records, baby! Mercury fucking Records!" Joan
"Shut the fuck up! We got signed?" Cherie
"So, get your little ass up! We're leaving for Hollywood in an hour." Joan
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