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Now...
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the clothes you wore when you were admitted,
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along with your personal effects,
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are in the lavatory next door.
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There's a taxicab on its way here now
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that will take you wherever you want to go.
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- But we must hurry. - All right.
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Hang on.
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That goes with me.
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There's just one more thing.
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Sister Jude. It's Lana Winters.
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Your friend Mother Claudia's taking me out of this place,