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Go on, fucking hit me, Bruce!
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Are you gonna hit me, Bruce? Yeah?
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No.
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Oh, my darling, I'm sorry.
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You sicken me.
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You repulse me. Can I make that any fucking plainer?
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I wasn't gonna hurt you, you know?
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I didn't mean it.
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As your colleague
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and as a human being, I'm telling you, Bruce,
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you've got some stuff to sort out.
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OK? Then you might become the sort of person