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Soon, I hope. Those rocks get awful slippery when they're wet.
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Oh, my god! Is that blood?
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Yeah, I cut myself chopping wood.
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What's that?
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A shovel?
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With fresh dirt on it! Why is there fresh dirt?
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Damn it, Carlos. What did you do to Andrew?
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- What are you talking about? - Don't pretend!
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We know he came clean about your mother!
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My mother?
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It was an accident! He didn't mean to run her over!
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You should blame me!