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I move a lot of pianos.
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Yo, Clapton,
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we have proof that you moved this piano in your truck.
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Dude, look...
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I was supposed to deliver it to L.A. for repairs.
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The dead girl was definitely not on the shipping manifesto.
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- So how'd she get in the piano? - No clue.
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Look, I stopped to get gas.
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Checked the piano, went to tighten the straps.
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Next thing I know, I got a dead girl staring at me.
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And you did the right thing.
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You called the cops, right?