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90. Oh, now, just relax, Miss Bertie.
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120. But come on,
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123. Oh!
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- Uh, done.
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129. Now, ordinarily, I'd just kick your ass
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133. - And I'm after bigger fish than you today.
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137. So, I'll need to borrow a few things.
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138. Wow, that actually looks way better
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139. Yeah, like nobody saw that coming.
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142. Um, nothing.
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149. Because snitches end up
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150. Yeah, I heard somebody say that once.
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151. But you know what's worse than stitches?
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156. Damn it!
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158. All right, look,
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- Oh my God, paranoid. Nothing.
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167. No, it's not.
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171. - You got mustard on your face.
- Yes, I know.
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172. You good with that?
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173. Oh shit! Dr. Carpenter carries a gun?
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176. Your line is, "Yes." Fucking dipshit.
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- Dead serious.
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- Just ask my roommate.
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192. Oh, you can't afford them.
Beatles money, maybe, but not you.
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- "Yes."
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249. Different things.
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259. You see that? That means
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260. Okay, okay, okay, okay!
Just go find Big Rod. He'll know.
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261. He's always down by Pier 4.
I swear, this time for real.
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265. Ooh, long story.
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- Just dropped by to grab a few things.
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270. Uh-huh, see, I know
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271. What we need
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- Wanna bet?
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282. "Full of shit"? Who, Neil Armstrong?
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288. - Might want to work faster.
- Yes, sir. Understood.
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293. And what the hell were his grandkids
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295. So now I guess we're overcompensating
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300. - Where are we headed?
- There's no "we" happening here.
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- You're not getting it.
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- No, thanks.
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- Sure.
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- Ah, fuck.
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- Oh shit.
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- That just locks the doors.
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- Big time.
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We haven't figured that out yet.
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I'm sure we can get them to do it again.
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- Just... follow me.
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- You don't fucking have one!
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- Ugh!
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- Elvis, I'd like you to meet my boss.
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- What?
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- Well, somebody's gotta wear the suit.
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410. Elvis.
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411. Excuse me?
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412. Hush, hush. Don't worry.
You're about Neil's size.
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413. We've already got the line recorded.
You just have to look pretty.
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414. Hang on a minute. You mean, you want me—
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415. That's right.
Be the first man on the moon.
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416. One small step for man, one...
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417. - Line?
- "Giant leap for mankind."
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418. Shouldn't it be small step for "a" man?
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419. I mean,
if we're gonna be grammatically correct?
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420. - No.
- You know what? Leave it.
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421. Look, someone's gonna figure out
that this isn't real.
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422. We decide what's real.
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423. Which this isn't.
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424. To the world, it is.
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425. You know how I know?
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426. Because Walter Cronkite said so.
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427. Hold on. Is there fucking mayo on this?
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428. Because that would be a national tragedy.
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429. Unless, of course,
you wanna get back to the nuns next door.
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430. That's one small step for man...
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431. one giant leap for mankind.
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432. Welcome to TCB.
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