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Randall Graves:
You know what I can't wait to get ahold of? Those death cards they give out here. You ever see 'em?
Dante Hicks:
Would you lower your voice? People are mourning here.
Randall Graves:
Holy shit! There they are, come on.
Dante Hicks:
Fine. Just whatever you do, don't embarass me.
Randall Graves:
If you're not already embarassed by your own sad fucking existence, then I assure you, nothing I can ever do or say is going to make you blush.
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