“Roy: Yeah, sure, Thomas can raise a barn, but can he pick up a 7-10 split?
Ishmael: God blessed my brother to be a good carpenter. It’s okay.
Roy: Yeah, well, he blessed you, too, and I’ll give you a clue what it is. It’s round, it has three holes, and you stick your fingers into it.
Ishmael: [He points his finger into Roy’s face] You leave Rebecca out of this, mister!
Roy: I’m talking about bowling! Your future.”
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