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- Oh, my god. - What? ...
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What?
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Oh, god. Why is he calling her?
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He's not supposed to be calling her.
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Tell me that is not Brody...
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And please tell me you're not the little birdie.
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- I'd recognize his voice anywhere. - Sarah--
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Oh, Kev. Perfect timing. Rose made these.
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You'll eat 'em.
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Eat Rose's cookie, Kevin.
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What, you think I'm gonna let this slide?
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- Kevin-- - Remember after her little meltdown,