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| Colin, you oaf, give me my Mountain Dew and Chicken McNuggets NOW, Goddamn you! | |
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| I don't think so. Not unless you can answer me this: where the hell were you back there in Nam? | |
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| Nam is over. Johnson is dead. | |
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| Where were you when the snipers shot my legs off and now I can only find work in a fucking McDonald's?! Where, Martin?! | |
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| I'm sorry, Colin. Can you ever forgive me? | |
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