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| All right, I got the goods. So, why did you want to meet out here in this grave yard, Brad Pitt? | |
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| Shut it, shithead. I'm in charge now! | |
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| Oh no! Its a set up! I thought you were one of us, man! | |
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| Well, you were wrong, gringo! Don't move or I'll plug you with my .38! I'm Brad Pitt, and I'm a rogue bullet! Did you see me in Fight Club? I was the frickin' shit! | |
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| No, but I DID see you in the Mexican... | |
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