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:53:01
Okay, Vaughn, you drive.
:53:14
Hey, hey, hey, hey, stop!
Stop this boat!

:53:17
Whoa! Slow down!
God!

:53:21
Whoa!
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- Holy shit, man.
- Oh, shit.

:53:25
Back up, back up.
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Come on, old Pete. Come on.
:53:32
There it is, old Pete.
Come on, baby.

:53:36
You got it, you got it.
Go, go, go!

:53:38
Got it, got it, got it.
:53:49
Fuck!
:53:55
Oh. Oh, shit.
:53:58
Oh, we're screwed, Night Shift.
:54:01
You can just bend over and kiss
your crazy ass good-bye, buddy.

:54:06
- I think we can make it.
- You think we can make what?
You see that truck?

:54:11
Eight-and-a-half feet wide.
Weighs over five tons.

:54:14
And what if we don't make it?
Your weed killer on steroids goes
down with us, everybody dies.

:54:20
I don't think we have
much of a choice, do we?

:54:24
- Oh, shit.
- That's right, now move.

:54:27
Oh, shit.
:54:31
Okay, okay, okay.
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:54:37
Unbe-fucking-lievable.
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- Oh, goddamn.
- Oh, Petey. Oh, Petey.

:54:43
Oh, please, Pete.
Please, don't do this to me.

:54:47

:54:50
Okay. Okay!
:54:56
I should've had that dog bite me.
I would've got rabies.

:54:59
Could've went to the hospital,
had a pretty nurse.


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