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Well then go to the hospital.
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No! Don't you see.
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The police knows the Green Hornet was shot in the shoulder.
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If I go to the hospital they'll know I'm the Green Hornet.
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Yeah you've been shot, eww.
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Here's what I need. I need a spatula to bite down on and a knife.
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You gotta dig this bullet out of my meat.
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Do it!
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I'm cold.
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It's deep inside me.
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Oh, God.
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- Spatula. - Ah, okay, okay.