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Oh, my god.
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You...
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You really don't remember
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the bad chinese food we ate that night?
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You don't remember watching Lena Horne
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fill her coupe de ville at the gas station...
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on the corner of Vine...
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you don't remember.
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Okay. I'll--I'll fill you in.
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We ended up in your bed.
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And obviously, it didn't mean anything to you at all.
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Saul, if I gave this to you...