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Turf War on West 49th Street
"Is this the Department of Equivocation, Denial and Misinformation?"
'Instead of fighting amongst yourselves why don't you form an orderly queue and mug me one at a time.'
'I want you to go give those Herrings a warning to stay off our turf... leave this packet of chips on their doorstep.'
'I swear, Marion, kids today...'
Wasn't easy being the big boss. There was always someone trying to muscle in on your surf and turf.
Turf war killing - 'He was mown down.'
"The competition is moving into our turf. Fortunately, we don't do anything real, so it's only artificial turf."