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Nick What do you think you are, God?
Michael We gotta play with more bullets...That means we gotta play each other...You gotta listen to me. You wanta stay down here and die?...Go ahead Nickie. It's gonna be all right...Don't worry, in five minutes we're gonna be outa here...It's gonna be all right, Nickie, go ahead. Shoot. Shoot, Nickie.
Michael What kind of beer would you like?
Linda What? I don't know. I don't care. Any kind.
Michael I'll get you a Rolling Rock.
Linda Okay.
Linda Why don't we go to bed? Can't we just comfort each other?
Michael No, I can't. Not here. I gotta get out of here. I'm sorry. I just gotta get out...Look, I don't know. I feel a lot of distance and I feel far away. I'll see ya later.
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