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Shot down, Forced down... You guys are <u>missing</u> it... You're missing the <u>opportunity</u>
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You can't tell this story. He's not kidding you. You can't tell this story. <u>You</u> knew that. The pay off was, you get to be Ambassador, or...
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No, no, no...
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...how do we Explain That? Hey? Am I worried...?
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...how do we explain that? With the World Watching.
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<u>Fuck</u> the world. Try a ten A.M. <u>pitch</u> meeting, no sleep, cokedtothegills, and you haven't even read the <u>material</u>.
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But how do we explain the fact he was in prison?
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How do we explain that? Ah, well, you see, Wilfred, this is where you've never been at a <u>pitch</u>. You see? His <u>records</u> say he was in prison ... as they must, as <u>all</u> the records of Group 303 have the men and the women, carried on their roster, as belonging somewhere else, the <u>secrecy</u> required of....
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I'm concerned about the driver of the rig.
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What rig?
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...the Harvester...
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Naa, fuck this, this is nothing. Oh, Lord this just got <u>Big</u>. I see it <u>Big</u> Big for <u>you</u> and big for <u>me</u>.
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What are you talking about?
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You're not <u>thinking</u> right, Pal...
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He's <u>dead</u>. He's <u>dead</u>. The Fella Killed Old Shoe.
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And <u>what</u> is bigger than a triumphal Homecoming...?
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You want some research, flu? Sideeffects of medi....
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Naw, we can't play this one catchup. That's how long since you stopped beating the wife. We have to...
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...tonight...
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You're with him tonight, watching the President's Speech, when the President...
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What if he's busy tonight?
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<u>Lure</u> him.
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What are you saying...
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Well, darlin' <u>I</u> ain't your confessor. Tell him you've got some info on the President's sex scandal, it's on your conscience, believe me, he'll drop what he's doing. Okay; <u>Now</u>: Folks, folks, folks, this is a shitty business, and it needs no Ghost Come From the Grave to tell us that. But in Six Days, Lord willing n'Jesus Tarries, I am going to take you beauties into the second term. .....wait til you hear the speech tonight. The 303 Speech... where's the Fad King, by the way...
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...on the way in.
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When you... What? I'm busy.
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It's the White House.
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<u>Hello</u>. What?
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What about it?
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For Schumann.
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Well, well, well, well, wait a minute, we got 86 percent. We bring'em back <u>tomorrow</u>, the charts go up, they don't go <u>down</u>...
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To the first LETAC engineer to go into production on prototypes.
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As long as you keep overpaying me, I'll be the first to go into production on three, and four, as well.
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As long as they keep overpaying me, I'll keep overpaying you. ) Just make goddam sure you can have 10 of them ready for deployment around the city by next month.
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Mr. Wallace, I could have 10 of them ready by tomorrow.
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Do they have to look so...robotic?
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At this stage, you either get form or function. You said she wanted function. I gave you function. What are you complaining about?
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Where's John?
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Performing solo. Enjoying the concert so far?
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The symphony of collision...
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The only thing I want to hear is your silence.
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I must make them very nervous if they let you out of prison. You know, we have so much in common we have such history together I've been thinking we should become friends.
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You and me have nothing in common.
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Who else do you know who touches the world with synthetic hands?
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You...mother...fucker! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!
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Now, is that any way to talk to an old buddy? I mean, just because I'm carrying around the joy of killing your family inside me doesn't mean we can't be friends.
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GRIMES, YOU'RE DEAD!
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I'm sorry, the party you're trying to reach is not answering. Is there anyone else you would like to talk to?
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DEAD! YOU HEAR ME?
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You really are pathetic, you know that? Mathew Grimes is only one letter in my alphabet. He is nothing compared to me.
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I wouldn't pull the trigger if I were you
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Why's that?
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What C4...was Cox talking about?
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Let me put it to you this way... whether I'm here...or whether I'm not...I'm leaving an indelible mark on the world tomorrow night.
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Where did you plant the C4?!
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What C4...was Cox talking about?
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Let me put it to you this way... whether I'm here... or whether I'm not...I'm leaving an indelible mark on the world tomorrow night.
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Where did you plant the C4?!
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You can't die until you tell me where the C4 is. Where is it?!
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My...secret.
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It's really too bad you have to miss the Grand Finale.
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I thought you liked me being in the audience. Don't you want me to see it?
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There you go best seat in the house.
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You are going after Mayor Bennett.
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Let's just say I'm sending a very clear message to his ReElection Rally...
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Aren't you going to watch with me?
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I've got some final preparations to take care of Checking his watch, he stops suddenly.
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Thankyou, Daryl. You had me going for quite a while there, sport.
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What are you talking about?
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I really did think I was still in reality. At least, until now. Beam me up, Scotty!
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Now, is that any way to talk to an old friend?
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BARNES, YOU'RE DEAD!
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You actually listen to all those tapes?
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No, I just like the effect a tape recorder has on you. How you feeling today?
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A little less than yesterday.
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In other words, par for the course. How do you feel about the simulation you participated in yesterday?
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John died.
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I know. I was there. I saw the whole thing. If I was your therapist, I would have advised you against putting yourself back into that kind of situation.
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You're not my therapist. You're hear to study me. Face it I'm nothing more than a lab rat to you.
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That's not true, Parker.
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If I had died yesterday, you'd have already dissected my brain and analyzed it to see if I carry any genetic predisposition toward violence.
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What was going through your mind when you killed the busboy?
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Not much. He was just a computer program. Nothing more.
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You didn't see the expression you had on your face when you pulled the trigger. But I did. You kind of liked it, didn't you? That thrill of going over the edge again. Of taking out an innocent bystander or two, as long as you got the target...
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Go to hell.
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It was just like before, wasn't it? Wasn't it? But you are making progress. Instead of killing seven people to get the one you're after, this time there was only one other person involved.
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Enough!
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I need to know what snapped in you. What made you capable of it. You have to make me understand.
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I don't have to do anything except survive. And it's taking everything I've got just to do that.
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I don't need a babysitter.
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What you need is a collar.
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Every day for the last five years, I told myself someday I would be out here again. No more bars. No more guards. No more fights just to stay alive. Every day for the last five years, I told myself that lie.
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It wasn't a lie.
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Every time I said it, it was. I never really thought I was going to make it.
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You all right?
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Fine. Never felt better in my life. See, I'm a good liar.
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You ready for this?
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Don't worry. If I can't handle it, I'll just kill everybody.
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He was reenacting Charles Manson's LaBianca murders.
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Manson didn't kill the first cops to arrive on the scene.
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