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No. Hot enough.
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Well--
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Not hot at all.
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I know, right?
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Look busy, keep your eyes open.
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I think we're in the belly of the beast.
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You talkin' about me?
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No.
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Max, what do you think's behind that locked door?
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I knew it! Toddler slaves.
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Those kids are in horrible danger
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of becoming...me.