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You're dead.

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The dead will walk here.

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No.

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Come on, Stupid.

Throw it.

It's a baseball.

You throw it.

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You may have something here, E.

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Yeah.

Uh huh.

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Yeah.

Brave yard.

That's a fine spot for a crack up.

Let's look around.

Somebody must live around here.

Come on.

Quite will you.

What you're trying to do, wake up in there matter to hear something, but not just my heart.

Trying to jump out of my chest.

That's drums.

drugs.

That's my cue for me to start parading out of you.

Yeah, Yeah, Okay.

Oh, yeah.

Do you smell that?

No.

Are you sure?

It smells like food?

It's probably your father cooking up something you shouldn't have.

Yeah, say that.

Say nothing.

That was our own Ken.

Ken Loney radio Ain't you interviewing a screaming baby?

Coming from Mary Golts, eldest son's last dying gas chappie.

It's always me to find out.

Relax.

We just have to be sure she's a dog.

Spread the infection through this alive.

Just got a check Check, ma'am.

That's all we gotta do is wait.

This is just a little drunk.

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You all right?

Come on.

Let's just go.

Hello?

He's gonna be dead either way.

That's not the point.

Yeah.

Thank God for that thing.

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Get on the street!

Oh, shit!

Easter blacks!

I heard he was dead.

Is he?

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Yeah.

Forces.

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