Speed:
Chaney, I'd like you to meet my old friend Poe. He'll fix up your cuts, bruises, things like that.
Poe:
I have two years of medical school to recommend me.
Chaney:
Two years don't make a doctor.
Poe:
During my third year, a small black cloud appeared on campus; I left under it.
Speed:
What he means is that he is a bona-fide hophead.
Poe:
I have a weakness for opium.
Chaney:
That's a hard habit to break.
Poe:
Some are born to fail, others have failure thrust upon them.
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