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:42:11
I'm telling you, Jonesy,
I don't like this at all.

:42:14
This is turning into a double fuckarow.
A real jobba-nobba.

:43:26
- Rick, you okay?
- I'm a little sick, fellas.

:43:29
- I just need to make a little room.
- McCarthy, Rick, open up, man.

:43:34
- Go away!
- Open the door or we break it down.

:43:37
- Can't a man have some privacy?
- Rick, where are you bleeding from?

:43:41
Bleeding? I'm not bleeding.
:43:47
- Let's do it.
- I'm not positive I wanna go in there.

:43:51
What if he's dying? Scooby-Dooby-Doo,
we got some work to do now.

:43:55
On three. Ready?
:43:58
One... Two...

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