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And I decide to tell the truth.
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I'm in love with your son.
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I see Larissa for what she is --
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A prostitute who's no longer helpful,
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an obstruction to my son's happiness.
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So I whack her in the head with a shovel.
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Ms. Larimer.
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You did what you did to set your son free.
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But you can't kill people.
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Do you have any proof of this theory, Detective?
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Because if you don't,
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I would like to get home and make Josh his dinner.