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StartUp 2×4

Nick Talman: Hey, so we just want to make sure, uh... What's "Abysm"?
Izzy Morales: A virus I'm writing.
Nick Talman: Why are you doing that?
Izzy Morales: To knee-cap Guizer.

Nick Talman: And this chicken, by the way. Yeah, wow... You're good.
Mara Chandler: We raise everything here.
Nick Talman: Mmm-hmm. Yeah, you can tell.
Mara Chandler: It's pretty fresh, you know. Very fresh. I was there when he hatched. From just a little egg. His name was Meryl. He was a cool dude. Really wise soul, you know. But I'm glad that you're eating him because, I think, Meryl would have liked you.
Nick Talman: Uh... I mean...
Mara Chandler: I'm just fucking with you, dude... Yeah, no, his name was Fred.
Nick Talman: It tastes like a Fred.

Wes Chandler: Nick... It's you... You're not ready to spearhead something of this magnitude.

Nick Talman: So you want to work with people who stab other people with kitchen utensils? Wes Chandler: Now, the point is, it turns out Haggy and me are best friends... to this day. You wanna know why? Because I owned him.

Wes Chandler: You've grown into an impressive young man, Nick. I mean, you're smart, you're caring, you're motivated. And believe it or not, your father was really proud of you. But when I look in your eyes... all I see is a scared kid who stays in his room while me and his old man were out back smoking stoogies because the smell made him nauseous.

Ronald Dacey: You don't ask her. You sit down, you say... What's her name?
Touie Dacey: Rachelle.
Ronald Dacey: You say, "Hey, Rachelle. I've been noticing you noticing me. And I like it." Hey! What?
Touie Dacey: Ah, pap, no. Nobody spit game like that no more. It's a different time, all right? And, you know, spitting game make you sound... Make you sound weak.
Ronald Dacey: Doing what everybody else do, that's what make you weak. You want to be like everybody else? You're a Dacey, you ain't like everybody else.

Ronald Dacey: You tell her you been noticing her noticing you, and you like it. Her face turn red, that mean green, baby, you good... It worked on your mama.

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