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  joe: ......under no circumstances are you to tell one another your real name or anything else about yourself. that includes where you're from, your wife's name, where you might've done time, about a bank in st. petersburg you might've robbed. you guys don't say shit about who you are, where you been or what you've done. only thing you guys can talk about is what you're going to do......
  .......you know my name, you know eddie's name. that i don't care about. you gotta prove it. i ain't worried. besides, this way you gotta trust me. i like that........
  .......okay, let me introduce everybody to everybody. but once again, at the risk of being redundant, if i even think i hear somebody telling or referring to somebody by their christian name.....you won't want to be you. okay, quickly. (pointing at the men as he gives them a name) mr. brown, mr. white, mr. blonde, mr. blue, mr. orange, and mr. pink.
  
  mr pink: why am i mr. pink?
  
  joe: cause you're a faggot. (everybody laughs)
  
  mr pink: why can't we pick out our own colors?
  
  joe: i tried that once, it don't work. you get four guys fighting over who's gonna be mr. black. since nobody knows anybody else, nobody wants to back down. so forget it, i pick. be thankful you're not mr. yellow.
  
  mr brown: yeah, but mr. brown? that's too close to mr. shit. (everybody laughs)
  
  mr pink: yeah, mr. pink sounds like mr. pussy. tell you what, let me be mr. purple. that sounds good to me, i'm mr. purple.
  
  joe: you're not mr. purple, somebody from another job's mr. purple. you're mr. pink.
  
  mr white: who cares what your name is? who cares if you're mr. pink, mr. purple, mr. pussy, mr. piss...
  
  mr pink: oh that's really easy for you to say, you're mr. white. you gotta cool-sounding name. so tell me, mr. white, if you think "mr. pink" is no big deal, you wanna trade?
  
  joe: nobody's trading with anybody! look, this ain't a goddamn fuckin city counsel meeting! listen up mr. pink. we got two ways here, my way or the highway. and you can go down either of 'em. so what's it gonna be, mr. pink?
  
  mr pink: jesus christ, joe. fuckin forget it. this is beneath me. i'm mr. pink, let's move on.