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| You're a good man Johnson, and a damn fine killer, why I bet you'd even kill your own boss if you got the chance, say... if you were out in a canyon alone with him and you had an axe... | |
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| Boy, I bet nobody knows where we are. You know what's cool these days Johnson? Treason. Sometimes I just want to hand over all our military secrets and- | |
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| I'm sorry your cat ran away sir, but I'm not going to kill you. | |
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