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:51:17
- What?
-Jesus.

:51:21
She's seven,
maybe eight months, pregnant, Nick.

:51:24
Fuck me.
:51:26
"Come on", "Casey", "we got to go."
:51:29
She's dead, Casey.
:51:30
Dead, just like we're going to be...
:51:32
if we don't move our asses.
:51:34
We got to go.
Snap out of it, man!

:51:42
It's clear. We got to jump.
That bitch was gonna
kill you, man. Let it go.

:51:49
- What about Jimmy? Is he--
- He's meat loaf, bro.

:51:54
This is it, Nick.
:51:56
No more.
:52:07
That was it.
:52:13
Oh, that was a real
touching story, Case.

:52:18
Remind me to submit it
to "Reader's Digest"
after you're gone.

:52:24
So it looks like we're
going to have to wait for Nick.

:52:26
What should we do
to kill some time?

:52:29
I know.
:52:33
- Let's fuck.
- That's happening.

:52:37
Even if you weren't the most
disgusting bitch I'd ever met,

:52:41
I'd have to decline.
You see, I'm a married man.

:52:44
You seem to be under the impression
that you have a choice here.


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