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Rastus and Ruth
RASTUS: There you go, Ruth. There's your cut. Five percent. That's sixty grand. Back to my place.
RUTH: Sixty-thousand pounds. Not much for what I dreamed up.
RASTUS: Well, it's fifteen grand a nipple. (laughs) It's not bad.
RUTH: Five percent of what he's getting ... he's a rich boy, isn't he?
RASTUS: Don't worry, there'll be more. It worked, that's all that matters. He's in his element. This is just the beginning. Tours, TV, toot and tarts. Back where we belong: on top. And no more letters. At least he's finished with all that.