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1:11:37
Duane: Mrs. Yorkin?
1:11:38
Yes, Duane.
1:11:39
I called his cell.
There was no answer.

1:11:41
But I left him
a 911 pager.

1:11:43
He should call you
the second he--

1:11:45
Duane, I know
he's fucking Maya Burson...

1:11:47
and I don't give a shit
about that right now.

1:11:49
I just need you to tell me
where he is!

1:11:53
[Indistinct Voices]
1:11:55
[Maya Giggles]
1:12:01
Room service.
1:12:04
Maya: Can you
just leave it

1:12:06
outside the door,
please?

1:12:08
No, ma'am. I'm afraid
you have to sign for this.

1:12:13
Uh, just a second.
1:12:32
You--
1:12:33
Get on the bed.
1:12:35
Get on
the goddamn bed!

1:12:37
Look, I've got plenty
of cash in my pants

1:12:39
in the wallet
in the bathroom--

1:12:40
Shut up!
1:12:42
Close the drapes.
1:12:43
Close them!
1:12:50
Who told you
to do that?

1:12:51
I closed the drapes.
1:12:53
Did I tell you to wrap
a towel around yourself?

1:12:55
No.
1:12:57
Let me explain
what's going on here.

1:12:59
I tell you to do things,
then you fucking do them


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