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Take me home.
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Come on...
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Hand it over, or you die.
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Who sent you? What do you know?
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Nobody sent me. Nobody. It just -- this -- it sent me.
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The object, it sent me. I saw a blue light,
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and I ended up here.
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NYPD! Dropour knife now!
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No!
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What the hell, man?
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You were supposed to wait in the car.
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What does it matter now? It's broken!