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Never.
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Lucille, she's very sick. She's dying.
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Of course she's dying.
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She knows everything.
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She stopped drinking the tea.
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Doesn't matter. I put the poison in the porridge.
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Lucille, stop it!
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Do we have to do this? Must we?
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Yes.
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You have no idea what they'd do.
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I would be taken from here.
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Locked away.