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- Ok, ok, how many now? - Bob!
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- Three. - No!
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Ugh, you're the worst kind of autistic.
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- You can't even count. - Bob!
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You want to know why we're here?
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Because I'll tell you, it's not for a routine inspection.
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- It's not? - No.
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We're investigating a very disturbing rumor.
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There's a rumor you make your burgers
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With human remains from the crematorium next door!
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Hmm. I wonder how a rumor like that gets started.
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It's made with human remains