a little movie nostalgia

<b>Pawnbroker: </b> Burnt my fingers man.
<b>Louis Winthorpe III:</b> I beg your pardon?
<b>Pawnbroker:</b> Man, that watch is so hot, its smokin'.
<b>Louis Winthorpe III:</b> Hot? Do you mean to imply <i>stolen</i>?
<b>Pawnbroker:</b> I'll give you fifty bucks for it.
<b>Louis Winthorpe III:</b> Fifty bucks?! No, no, no. This is a Roche Vouceau. The finest water-resistant watch in the world. Singularly unique, sculptured in design, hand-crafted in Switzerland and water resistant to <i>three </i>atmospheres. This is *the* sports watch of the '80s. Six thousand, nine hundred and fifty five dollars retail!
<b>Pawnbroker:</b> You got a receipt?
<b>Louis Winthorpe III: </b> It tells time simultaneously in Monte Carlo, Beverley Hills, London, Paris, Rome and Gstaad.
<b>Pawnbroker: </b> <a href="http://us.imdb.com/Quotes?0086465">In Philadelphia it's worth 50 bucks.</a>

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The comedy was disarming.
The message was...........
In real life, if you'd allowed yourself to become so dependent and to sink so low your chances of recovery would be very slim indeed, or nonexistent.
 
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