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:51:06
Oh, all right. I believe when
Mr LaFours turns us over to the police,...

:51:10
..the bag of contraband
that he's "found" on our persons...

:51:13
..will give them reason to lock us up,
at least for the duration of the show.

:51:17
Isn't that right, Mr LaFours?
:51:19
(clunk)
:51:22
"Come, son of Jor-El. Kneel before Zod!"
:51:26
Snootchy bootchies! (giggles)
:51:36
- Vulcan nerve pinch?
- That was close!

:51:38
See that stink-palm? He licked his hand.
:51:40
- We gotta go. They'll be looking for us.
- Oh, thank you, man. We owe you one.

:51:45
- You wanna hide? I know a place.
- Let's go.

:51:47
- Don't I get to wash my hand first?
- Brodie!

:52:07
What the shit are we gonna do?
:52:16
(squeals)
:52:20
Yeah. Come on, we're fucked.
They're right behind us. Come on!

:52:28
Yeah! Badass! Yeah!
:52:52
Where do you get those wonderful toys?
:52:59
- (TS) This is where we're hiding?
- (Brodie) Cops never come in here.


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