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All right? Awesome.
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Do you hear yourself?
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You're going mad. Mad in the head.
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What's going on?
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Uh, Rebecca. Wonderful Becca, right.
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You can settle this. Avril Lavigne, yea or nay?
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- Yea. - What are you doing here?
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Max finished surgery,
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so the good man came in to help with the, uh, foot fracture.
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Okay, and why wasn't I told?
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Sorry. I forgot.
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Lighten up, Rebecca.