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So think about the dance thing.
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Danny, you're out of the hospital?
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And you're here on game day?
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I'm out. It's official, man. They didn't convert me to
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my Mental Hygiene Law admission status
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within two thirds of the maximum length of my felony sentence,
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so I'm out. They had to let me go.
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I never understand what he's saying.
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Okay, jailhouse lawyer, come on,
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let's come back and sit down the way you were before.
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What a treat! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Dad's got you sitting here?
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He calls me kailhouse Lawyer?