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it never smiles.
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I wanted at least one good memory to hold on to.
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Excuse me, kid.
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Um, JJ, uh... can I?
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Of course.
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Ok, you gotta hold his head up. Careful, careful.
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I got it, I got it.
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No,you don't got it. You're smothering him.
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Look, what's he doing?
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He is smiling at Derek Morgan.
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- Gas. - Gas.
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Give me that.