Hence, your computer, your office. Oh. Here we go.
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Just need to slow down my competition, such as they are.
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I'm afraid that's all the time we have for today.
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-[grunts, groans] -[winces]
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Thank you.
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[The Bishop] I know it sounds like a tough childhood, but my father made me who I am today.
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[The Bishop] What? I'm not a therapist. I'm an intelligence analyst. I'm sorry.
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And it's so rare in my line of work to find someone who's just there to listen.
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[muffled] How the fuck would I know?
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Maybe that's my problem.
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Is that normal?
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Well, clearly you have this whole thing figured out. -You wanna walk me through it? -I do. Here's the deal. During the party, the guests and the staff are required to stay on the main floor, and upstairs, the door to the egg room, well, that's locked and heavily guarded. But there's another way in. Hidden entrance. Here's what I'm thinkin'. We dress up in matching black pajamas and sneak past the featured extras and into the bedroom.
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-Hey, dickhead. -Hmm? Your last brilliant plan had some kinks in it. Mmm-hmm. So, what kinda security surveillance are we looking at? Well, the guy's an arms dealer, so, you know, every square inch of this place is gonna be on lock. Two-man guard teams at every access point are signal rotated to keep them frosty.
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Oh, I see. Nice jacket, while I "Gotta dance." All right, man. Don't even start with me, okay? At least you're comfortable.
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Then, we slip through the study and get our hands on his precious. -Is that the egg? -[shushes] I'm sorry.