[Mr. White, the baddest man in the whole damn town, meaner than a junkyard dog, bites. Freddy knows this now. Blonde might've found out too had Freddy not, you know, gunned him down.]

Too bad we don't have no fuckin' Booberry. Guess you'll go without any grain. [Oh and in addition to Larry's odd hours...] I play music real loud in the morning. Deal.

[Actually, one thing Freddy didn't do was stash the pot they got not too long ago. Oops.]