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- Excuse me? - And a liar,
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making stories up about yourself. What's wrong with you?
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No. What's the matter with you, lady?
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You better just back off, okay?
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My husband is a DEA agent.
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I thought he was an astronaut or an illustrator.
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You better get your crazy lies straight.
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You know what, fatty?
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You are so lucky that I am late for an appointment.
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You're not going anywhere.
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Let go of my purse.
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- Let go! - Not until the police get here.