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Preacher 2×6

& The Technician: We pay $5,000 per unit. However, if you’re willing to give more than 10%, purchase price doubles. Payment is made in full on the day of removal...

& Edwin: Like, what about 10%? Is that enough?
    The Technician: Absolutely. But remember, 15 is double the price... Trust me. You won’t even miss it.

& Richard: I started to get second thoughts. And then I had second thoughts about the second thoughts.

& Cassidy: You got anythin’ you wanna say to me?
    Jesse: ... You’re forgiven.

& Tulip: More marshmallow?
    Cassidy: No, no, no. Let’s let the diabetes takes its own time, shall we?

& Cassidy: The men in the white suits? I’m tellin’ ya now, when it comes to crypto-fascists, the Reptilians, they’re gonna be way more likely.

& The Saint of Killers: WHERE’S THE PREACHER?
    Gangbanger: There’s no Preacher here, man! I’m a Jew!...

& Jesse: That’s his weakness.
    Cassidy: Yeah, right. Like, Superman has Kryptonite. Spider-Man has his Mary Jane. We’ve just gotta find out what the Saint’s weakness is...
    Tulip: Great. Let’s do that then.
    Cassidy: How exactly do we do that, though?
    Jesse: We read.

& Jesse: Really? A book on tape?
    Tulip: Still a book.

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& ’....It’s there he rots. The most hated man in Heaven, the most dreaded in Hell, rumored to be feared by Satan himself...
    We hope you have enjoyed today’s edition of «American Psychopaths.» Join us next week for Chapter 58... Dick Cheney.’

& The Saint of Killers: SAY YOUR PRAYERS, PREACHER.

& Jesse: I got some bad news for you. God ain’t givin’ you shit. He’s gone.

& PaPa BeBe Junior: Afternoon, Father. Pick up for the Monsignor? Rub in twice a day on the infected area. He’ll be fine.

& Jesse: I need a soul. To buy. From you. Right now.
    PaPa BeBe Junior: No idea what you’re talkin’ about.
    Jesse: No? You have a set of pull needles right there. Somewhere else in here, you got an uprooter, a pump, a scale, and a spinner. Papa Bébé’s been selling souls for over 150 years.

& Jesse: Hey, while I have you... Any idea how to break into an armored truck?

& Tulip: He’s your dad, isn’t he? Your uncle or somethin’?
    Cassidy: No. He’s my son.
    Tulip: No way.
    Cassidy: Way.

& Jesse: What is the least I can give?
    The Technician: 1%. You won’t even miss it.

& Tulip: That’s a soul?
    Jesse: Mm-hmm.
    Tulip: How do you know about all this stuff?
    Jesse: Family business.

& Jesse: Get on your knees. You’re about to enter the Kingdom of Heaven.

& Jesse: Let’s go for a drive...

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