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I'm not in the mood, Hank.
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I'm going back to my life.
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Who could blame you?
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It's a nice life. What?
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You did well for yourself.
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You got a white picket fence and everything.
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Yep. Home, sweet home.
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I know bait when I hear it, and this little fishy ain't biting.
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- Good night. - Good night, former lover.
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One...
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hundreeeed!
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I win!