MAN: (ON RADIO) Six-one is going down. Six-one is going down hard.
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(YELLING)
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(SIGHS)
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GRIGGS: Come on, man. You're six foot four. She's a tiny little girl. (LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
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(HIP HOP MUSIC PLAYING)
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You got a choice tonight. What we got here? We got chocolate, strawberry, or vanilla. My job is to keep you alive until you die. Do you understand that? - Ahh! - (WHIMPERING)