This is so boring. No one's getting shot. (GRUNTS)
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Shit!
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(CHEERING)
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Dude, that was our car. We shared so much in that car! I'm going to shoot them in the face for that! That was our fucking car! What are you doing? Don't teen wolf on the truck! Don't leave me here alone! Then get up here! I can't do that! Then fucking climb around. Come on, climb around. Let's go. Come on, buddy. You got it. SCHMIDT: This is so scary! Shoot him! SCHMIDT: Don't leave me out here! I'm all out. You stupid moron! That's it. Come on. (GRUNTING)
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You don't drag me down, either, man. I mean, except right now. You're dragging me down. You're really heavy. Hey, listen, there's a grenade in my shorts. Can you reach it? You gotta go in from underneath. Oh, shit!
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I just realized something. You don't hold me down, man. You lift me up. Literally and figuratively. Yeah, I know. I meant both.
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Something cool!
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Shit! You have the right to remain silent... DICKSON: No, no, no, I got this. You go handle the ghost. He's on the roof. I'm on it. I got it. DICKSON: What you looking at? Oh! Good job on the cuffs, baby girl.
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Fucking get up here. Come on. Fuck! All right, you good? Yeah! All you got to do is walk now, okay? Okay.
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EMCEE: Puerto, Mexico, let's hear you get crazy! (ALL CHEERING)
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Whoo-hoo!
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You settle into worn-out roles. One gets possessive, the other runs away. You begin a slow, painful unraveling, as all the good things that came before begin to be crushed by the trash compactor of sadness.
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That's funny. Hey, you guys want some of this sandwich? It's a meat-qute sandwich. Me and this guy are having a meat-qute. (LAUGHING)
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ZOOK: Blue 20!
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What? Hey, what'd you say when you threw the grenade up there? (LAUGHS) I said, something cool. What did you say? It was something cool. No, but what'd you say? Yeah, I know. I said, something cool.
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You owe me a car, and it'd better be a fucking Lamborghini, you bitch! I did it! You have the right to remain silent.
