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You know, I told your mother and father
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I would take great care of you, Deborah.
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Oh, good.
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I'm sorry, how did you get in here?
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Oh, you left the door unlocked.
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- Really?
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- Yeah.
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Wow.
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Okay,
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I don't mean to rush you off, but I've really got to get some stuff done.
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Oh, I'm sorry.
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Okay, all right.
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- Bye-bye.
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- Bye-bye.
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- There you go, sweetheart.
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- Thanks.
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You're doing such a good job.
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You're not my mother.
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Hey, you've reached Deborah.
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Leave a message and I'll call you back.
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Hey, Deborah.
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It's Professor Colbert.
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I spoke with Dr. Fibrian and mentioned Frank Sanders and, well, he said he'd make room for you on his schedule.
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Thank you.
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Deborah, it's Dr. Logan.
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You missed our 4:00 again.
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I thought we agreed we would meet once a week, for the baby.
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Call me to reschedule.
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I haven't heard from you.
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Are you okay?
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Have you been taking your pills?
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You stay the hell away from me.
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Deborah, I'm only thinking of the baby.
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Yeah, I'll bet.
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Listen, I know who you are.
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I know what you did to me.
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And I'm gonna go do something about it.
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Oh, Mrs. Gamble, you should have checked the mail, yeah.
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She came to maybe 20 minutes ago, just heard her son's missing, mentioned Edgewater a few times.
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- Thanks.
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- You got it.
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Mr. Green, I'm Detective Russo.
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My wife's not ready to see anyone right now.
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I'm here to help you find your son, Mr. Green.
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Who are you meeting at 10:00 at Coldwater Cafe?
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I don't know.
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She's a friend of my wife's.
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She called when the door blew open.
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"Know your place."
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Whoever took your son also took a little girl 16 years ago.
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We don't know anything about that.
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Reficul.
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Remember that.
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Lower.
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What do you need now?
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You, me, a moonlit beach, margaritas.
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Gonna take more convincing than that.
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Do me a favor, pull up Reficul and tell me what you get.
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Gordian Labs to offer I.P.O.
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Their drug Reficul is getting the F.D.A. Nod.
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Phoenix Industries is doing their stage testing.
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Oh, I read about this... a pill that replaces the epidural.
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Do me a favor, print that up for me.
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Okay.
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There is no "us."
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There's only me.
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This boy is like a fat worm on a fishhook... makes one hell of a lure.
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Stephen, where do you think you're going?
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All right, guys, get over here.
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Let's get this shit over with.
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Let's get out of here!
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- Daddy.
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- Sweetheart.
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Oh, please.
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Oh, please be okay.
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Oh, please.
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Oh, please be okay.
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Oh my God, I'm sorry.
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Opening these files... this isn't gonna bring your Dad back, Alex.
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Your father was a great cop.
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And this thing that you have with the Edge... it's getting in the way of you moving up the ranks.
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I'm touched by your concern.
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Russo, get in here.
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Keep this shit up and Hummel gets the case.
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"1989, on Edgewater grounds without a warrant;
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1990, harassment, stopping employees' cars for questioning."
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And the list goes on and on.
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Let's get one thing straight... this town gets all the government subsidies it applies for.
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Every school has new computers.
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Not a pothole on the road.
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And all our wage requests are greenlit.
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A kid is missing.
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The M.O. Matches the Sanders girl kidnapping to a tee.
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Are you gonna tell me this has nothing to do with your old man?
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My dad went into the Edge and came out in a bag.
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The F.B.I. Investigation proved...
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Proved nothing.
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A little girl goes missing, my father killed in the line of duty, and both of them were just so neatly swept under the rug.
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You know why you're still a lieutenant after 14 years?
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'Cause you just can't leave well enough alone.
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