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and I looked out my window...
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yeah, I thought I'd seen my share of Christmas tragedy in my life, but...
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I guess not.
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You had a long night, huh, Dash? Yeah.
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Bet you're hungry, huh?
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That's all right, we're gonna get you some grub.
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- Yeah, we'll get you some food. - Mr. Walt?
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Yeah, that's me.
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Hey. I'm, uh, CSI Sanders.
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I'm here to... process your reindeer.
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Process? You don't mean put him down?
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No, I... just need to collect a sample of blood from his fur.