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Turn it off.
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You know, I'm getting real sick
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and tired of having to tell you the same thing twice, Half Pint.
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Maybe I ought to pay a little visit
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to that sweet thing you left on the outside.
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How old was she when you robbed that cradle? Huh?
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Sixteen.
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Yeah. Attaboy.
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Get lost.
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Lights out!
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Where is it?
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Where did you put my light?