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| Ai, pobrecita Maria. Ever seence she find that dead body, she not the same. | |
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| Si. Her nerves, they are, how you say, "shot." One more theeng like that, it push her over the line. I gonna fix. | |
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| Maria, you need nice, quiet job while you get you nerves, eh, fix. So I transfer you to shipping and receiving. | |
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| Gracias, Senor Perrocarne. | |
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| What if they find the body? | |
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| Don't worry. That shipment is getting sent to Mexico tomorrow. | |
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