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Hobson, you find Bitterman while I wander off.
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What is this for?
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Where's everyone going?
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This is actually not Grand Central Station,
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it's Grand Central Terminal.
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- Sorry. - No, no, I was static in a thoroughfare.
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Uh, I'm lost. Do you know where I can get a drink, please?
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This is really all I have.
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Good luck.
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- Come on. - Coins.
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I played with these when I was a boy.
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Let's keep going. Time's a wasting.