Where the Buffalo Roam
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:44:02
Super Sunday, you gotta store up energy.
Could go into sudden death.

:44:06
Ah. Yeah.
:44:10
Enjoying myself? I'm in a fucking nuthouse.
:44:17
Sir, you can't come in here looking like that.
:44:19
I'm the President of the United States
:44:22
and I can do anything I want.
:44:30
Hi, guy.
:44:32
Brownie, this you wouldn't believe.
:44:35
All bets off, I'm coming home.
:44:39
Hi. Sock it to me!
:44:41
Fellow Americans. Ha-ha-ha.
:44:43
- Come on, let's get out of here.
- There's one of them.

:44:49
Oh, boy, Thompson,
you always knew this could happen.

:44:57
- Well?
- You look good.

:45:02
Sock it to me.
:45:06
- Does he want a menu?
- Cottage cheese and ketchup?

:45:10
No, thanks, we're in... sort of a rush.
:45:14
Thank God for that.
:45:20
Lazlo. What happened to you?
:45:23
Hey, man, I brought you a present, man.
:45:26
Go ahead, try it on.
:45:31
Come on, hurry up. We gotta get moving.
:45:34
- Moving?
- We got a lot of ground to cover.

:45:37
- Let's get out of here.
- I can't get out of here.

:45:40
- I can't go.
- Thompson, this is me. Lazlo.

:45:45
I know. I saw you in the mask,
I said, "Hey, that's Lazlo."

:45:48
- I'm here in the flesh.
- I'm sure there's a reason for that too.

:45:53
- I've got a deadline to meet.
- Deadline?

:45:56
- I gotta do this story.
- What? You're not a fucking sportswriter.


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