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At a seedy motel just outside of Hollywood...
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| Did you bring the electrical tape sweetie? | |
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| Huh? Electrical tape? Hmmm...You smell like...nuts. | |
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| Umm...You smell like grass. | |
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| What the fuck....who are you? Wait, is this room 303? | |
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| I thought you were Richard Gere! | |
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