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Excuse me.
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Hello.
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What?
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When?
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All right. I'm on my way. Thank you.
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That was the manager of Stan's residency hotel.
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A guy driving a white Mustang
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just forced his way into Stan's room,
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and he's still there.
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NYPD! Show us your hands.
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Show us your hands. Now!
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Turn around slowly.