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Oh, God, I made eye contact. They are beggars.
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What is going on?
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It is with a heavy heart that I deliver the following news.
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How about I reconsider when you're 18, okay?
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Now go.
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Hey, sorry again you saw my pillow without the pillowcase.
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Ray?
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I thought you told this guy to get lost.
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Joel, I'll call you later.
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Uh, I left my lunch box here in 1973.
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And, uh, I came to apologize for... everything.
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Ginny.