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Did you put this building here just so you can spy on me?
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Shouldn't you be getting to the hospital?
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If I ran off to the hospital every time I got a little boo-boo...
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Yeah. That's a nail through the body
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made a hero out of Jesus.
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Uh, Burt, I'm starting to feel a bit queasy.
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Let's cut the bullshit, Arthur. I'm from Pittsburgh...
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...and now I own skyscrapers.
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Unlike you, I wasn't given my billions.
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I took them.
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But you know...
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...I'm actually fine with my little girl marrying you.