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: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...
:44:02
Hold it!
What if we just bounce off?

:44:07
- No bounce, no play.
- Right. No bounce, no play.

:44:11
One...
:44:14
And a two... Three!
:44:25
Oh, fuck! Oh, man!
Fuck!

:44:28
I don't want to see this!
I can't see this.

:44:31
- Shut up a minute. Mr. McCarthy? Rick?
- Is he still alive?

:44:34
I don't know. Rick?
Rick, are you...?

:44:38
Oh, man! Jonesy, if he can still do that,
he must be alive.

:44:42
Can you hear me?
I think he's dead.

:44:44
Bullshit! He dropped a clinker!
I heard it.

:44:47
- I don't think that was a clinker.
- That's enough, snap out of it!

:44:51
- Oh, my God!
- My God!

:44:57
- No!
- No?


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