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More like grain of salt on a beach.
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Still nothing and...
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more nothing.
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I got nothing here, either.
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Then that's it.
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Five moons, five zeroes. I'm getting thirsty just thinking about it.
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Hope somebody else has more luck out there.
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Yeah.
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- What's on your mind, Boomer? - I don't know.
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I have this feeling.
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Let's run that last sweep again.
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You're the boss.