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Would you sign your new book for me, Iris?
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Like postcards, do it at once or you don't.
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Please?
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I see an angel.
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I think it's you.
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We're undewater now.
:55:06
There are some drugs, aren't there, Iris?
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But they don't last long.
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And when the friendly fog disperses...
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...there yawns
the precipice before you, doesn't it, puss?
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They're beautiful.
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Horrible, isn't it, puss?
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Horrible thing...
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...when you're there
with your toes at the edge of the precipice.
:55:36
You can say anything you like as...
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...long as you make it sound like it's a joke.
:55:39
Oh, don't John, that's cruel.
:55:41
that's where you're wrong.
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It's not cruel, it's nothing...
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...because it's not understood.
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She's in her own world now.
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Which is perhaps what she's always wanted.