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we could find in the local markets.

Wait right here. Don't move.

Sorry. Bad idea. It's leaving.

Helen thought so too.

We're all right.

How many people died?

If you can do square roots in your head, you can make choices.

[ambient music playing]

All right. Down, down, down!

[Carol] God, no. No, no, no, no. No.

[in English] Would it be acceptable to everyone if we continue in English?

[grunting, breathing shakily]

We know, Carol.

[laughs] Again, a joke.

We do hope you enjoy.

Carol, this gathering today, we have high hopes for it.

You're more than welcome to sit up front with us, if you'd like.

I'm very sorry you lost your grandfather.

[sighs] All right.

Maybe just concentrate on her.

I'm sorry, Ravi.

How many fucking people died during your wonderful fucking joining?

[sputters, coughs]

[exclaims, grunts]

Je suis ravi de vous avoir à bord.

- Hello! - [gasps]

You are a goddamn bunch of grave-robbing psychopaths!

What's going to happen when they figure out how to turn us into them?

[speaks Mongolian]

Thank you for asking. [chuckles]

[chuckles] I am joking. I do not think it works anymore.

- [Mr. Diabaté] Mmm. Mm-hmm… - [Carol clears throat]

Were any of them hurt today when I, uh…

Okay. I'm gonna bring you down.

There was just one minor injury.

How you doin' back here, Carol?

- eat all the leaf off my tree. - [chuckles]

We've all seen this movie.

Are you supposed to be my character Raban? Why?

[car engine running]

Which means what?

some guy you dated in high school, your gynecologist. Think about that.

[supermodels chattering in French, giggling]

Anything capable of blowing up the world needs to have some heft to it,

[Raban] We apologize.

[engine starts]