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I am the top agent around here.
Lana, come on. I think we both know it works fine.
Damn it, yes. Seriously, thanks.
- Conway? - Yeah, buddy.
You dumbass. I set this whole thing up.
That, right there? That kind of racism...
I'll buy you a new one
Like, I bet he wishes he was wearing Bilbo's coat of Dwarven mithril.
No, that one is just jute. Exactly.
Yes, so, uh...
Well thank god for them internets
Duh! You think I'm an idiot? I know he wants to marry Mother...
That was a wonderful thank-you gift.
- And... Oh, you mean where in the building. - No.
Tell Conway that his Secret Santa wants to come early.
- What? - I'm kidding. God, relax, man.
Shh. Shh, shh, shh.
- Now, drop the case, Conway! - It's cuffed on, woman.
Oh, put it back in the deck
Well you freaked out When I said quadroon.
- I blend. - Just shut up and get the plans.
So try not to do anything stupid, okay? Conway could be dangerous.
- Damn it. - There, should have gone with:
- From Top Gun. - Just be careful.
- Wow, ten thousand years. - Wait, really? Ten thousand?
Pam, come on, let's face it. Your entire job could be done by a...
- Who is this guy? - I don't know.
- I'm gonna get that office! I'm getting it, Pam!
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