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It's my fault we went on that roof.
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Am I gonna die?
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Fuck no, Biggles. You're a fucking frogman.
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Frogmen don't fucking die.
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Gonna put some sand in this fucking cut.
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We'll get you a fucking canteen of water.
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You're gonna be fucking fine, Biggles. Hang in there.
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Hey, Chris. You make sure she gets that ring, all right?
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Sure will.
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All right, let's decrease suction. The retractor, please.
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More blood. How long before we get film on him?
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We need another unit of blood. Give me a 3 only.