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| How do the Christmas decorations look? | |
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| I'm the wrong guy to ask, Maura! I hate Christmas. | |
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| But how can you say that, Pete? | |
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| It all started when I was a kid... | |
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| You just fucked my mom, didn't you, you fat, slobbering bastard? | |
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| That's right, bitch! And if you blab, I'll have your fucking legs broken! | |
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