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Quigley

Carlotta wanders up and–as Quigley’s explaining to the nice officer that he despises illegal narcotics–requests an eight-ball. The officer employs restraining tactics on Quigley. Both go for his gun, but it’s so hot, metal glowing dull cherry and the officer’s screaming and Quigley grabs.

Blamblam. Quigley and Carlotta commence furious mutual enjoyment on the undercover car’s hood.

Later, at a party, Quigley is trying to do a little business. Several fratbois shake him down. Quigley roars, displays his stolen badge and whips them pistolwise, gun still burning.

“Guys I did not know he was a cop,” says Carlotta.

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