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How the hell could this happen?
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I thought Dylan had everything under control.
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Yeah. Apparently he didn't.
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Maybe you're the leak, Dan.
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- Where you been sneaking off to? -Don't do that.
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Don't you dare for a second insinuate that I had...
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- I'm not insinuating. - That's your...
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Let's get to the truck, come on!
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- Stay together! - Move! Move!
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Lula, come on!
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Coming!
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Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.