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Ms. Bacall don't move.
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Yes an ambulance by Robinsons-May.
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Oh Jesus my fucking arm.
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-Hmm? -No.
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There's a line outside.
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Okay push the scampi. Wholesaler says they gotta get eaten tonight.
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And don't spread out too much. We still got the Fazio party in the banquet room.
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Okay Sandy. Open the door.
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Hello. Welcome.
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Do you have low-salt selections?
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Ma Pop order whatever you want.
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I'm having that loin of veal.