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"I want to get this written down on paper fast, while there''s still some Sneaky Pete in the bottle, just in case my hand gets shaky and I need it. Not that I''m stooling, understand. When you''re a wino on Skid Row you don''t holler copper. But this is different from steeling the shoes off a mission stiff or jack-rolling a lush. This is murder."