The Specialist

"What the fuck is that?"

"It's a yo-yo."

"That's a fuckin' yo-yo?"

"Yeh. See? Here's the string."

"What the fuck kinda yo-yo is that?"

"It's a Duncan Satellite. It's a classic. Looks like a flyin' saucer."

"Like a fuckin' flyin' saucer?"

"Yeh. From the fifties. Or sixties, maybe. A flyin' saucer."

"Looks like a fuckin' pie tin."

"Yeh. Well, that's what a flyin' saucer looks like."

"What the fuck are you doin' wit it?"

"I'm sandin' it."

"You're fuckin' sandin' it?"

"Yeh. Sandin' the inside. To smoove it out."

"Ta fuckin' smoove it out?"

"Yeh. It's turned from a single piece a wood. But it's all rough inside, so it don't go smoove."

"It don't fuckin' go smoove?"

"Yeh. So youse gotta sand the insides. It ain't like plastic."

"It's fuckin' wood."

"That's right."

"So it ain't like fuckin' plastic."

"Yeh. That's right."

"I fuckin' know wood ain't like plastic. What you got the sandpaper on there?"

"It's a piece a aluminum. It's taped on."

"Fuckin' aluminum?"

"Yeh. That's right."

"Where the fuck you get a flat piece a aluminum like that from?"

"From a buddy a mine. He works with aluminum."

"What the fuck does that mean? He works with aluminum?"

"He works with aluminum. He cuts it. He makes parts with it."

"He fuckin' made that for you?"

"Yeh. For the sandpaper, so's you can get it inside and press down-"

"For a fuckin' yo-yo?"

"Yeh. My pops showed me when I was a kid. It's gotta be smoove in there, or it gets all snagged."

"Your fuckin' pops showed you that?"

"Yeh. Didn't your pops teach you nothin'?"

"Fuuuuuuuck."