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OK, cheers, Graham.
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- Give my love to Jill. - Will do.
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- Ciao, Lloyd. - Goodbye.
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- You go get 'em, killer. - I will.
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As usual, Dad drops me 800 yards from school.
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That way, I can slip in unnoticed, like a torpedo.
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Watch your step, motherfucker!
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You've got to wake up. How many times have I told you?
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- Ellis? - Yes, sir.
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- Griffiths? - Here, sir.
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- Harris? - Yes, sir.
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- Davies? - Yes, sir.