Ah. Mrs. Atwood, Carl Van Loon. - My associate, Edward Morra. - Pleasure.
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12.8s
You know, remind me, who the fuck are you, anyway? I'm sorry, Carl, I've had it with this unqualified, posturing little prick. - Pull it back. - Since when is this the Delphic Oracle? - Pull it back. - Excuse me, Mr. Van Loon? Mrs. Atwood is in your office.
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2.4s
Oh, based on your charts and projections.
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9.2s
- Anything? - I'll call him again, sir. OK, the decision could have changed. That makes sense. The discourtesy doesn't. It's still on.
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9.1s
Obviously, this could not go on, but there is very little on this earth that 40 million dollars can't solve. And tomorrow at nine, Atwood would sign the papers.
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1.6s
Getting smarter!
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2.9s
Thursday, I'm gonna need the pills here.
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7s
I don't think your Fortune 500 financial friends would appreciate the details of your little dilemma with the police.
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9.5s
Right away, it was obvious he was on NZT. Next week, I'm gonna need 20 pills. Next week, you can go fuck yourself! Not that you'd feel anything.
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9.3s
- What's the asking price? - Eight-point-five. I'll take it.
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16.9s
Hotel rooms were no longer an option. What I needed was a bunker. There's a built-in safe, central surveillance, vault grade pneumatic doors. It's an unparalleled three-tier security system. A fortress with a hell of a view.
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6s
I knew they would kill me slowly and horribly. But this choice would at least be mine.
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3.9s
I just want you to know we have every intention of signing the contract.
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4.3s
Now, I'll open up a line of credit for you. You'll be wanting a few toys.
