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Okay, that's the Ellie alarm.
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Come on, guys. Quick! Travis, go lock the back door.
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Bobby, get the front. This is not a drill!
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Do it like we practiced. Aah!
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What? I thought it was funnier with the knife.
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So who gave you permission to give Andy permission
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- to buy a motorcycle? - I'm sorry.
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It's just that he was wearing his blumfy,
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And he looked so sad.
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I'll only ride it to work.
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Only to work, Ellie.
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And I'll walk it through all the intersections,