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Roy, what, uh, what line of work you in?
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I... work on a ranch.
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Horses.
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- Wide-open spaces. - Yeah.
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See, that was a trick question.
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We found a kernel of your special blend of horse feed.
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It was stuck to the murder weapon.
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I mean, you gave this guy Fisk a lot of leeway
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with your own wife, but he had to push it, right?
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He thought he was safe
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in that stupid bubble.
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So damn smug.