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if you give up the ghost here in my living room.

- (Foggy) Sorry. - We're really sorry.

- Oh, hi, Fran. - Oh...

and if I were you, I would not come to this door.

(Masked Man grunting)

I'm gonna buy a bluefin.

So, they took this kid just to get to you?

Easy, easy, easy. Easy with the cotton swabs there, doc.

My name is Detective Foster, with the 65th Precinct.

(Grunting) School wasn't my strong suit.

Are you a doctor?

- That's what the knife's for. - Wait! Don't do this. Not in my home.

Good. All on me. Win by knockout.

You don't want to go home, you don't want to go home.

- You wanna go to the fish market? - (Chuckling) No, she...

(Speaking Spanish) Over here!

Way to take a punch, Jack.

Long as people are buying, we'll be selling.

I don't know how this is gonna go, but if I were a betting man...

by the ferocious display by the more seasoned Murdock!

they can't tell how much you're bleeding.

Mr. Sweeney can be quite persuasive when he puts his mind to it.

- I can't... - It's all right.

Thanks. You, too.

Either you're actually reading all that, or you're making it up as you go along.

He will get his rent on time.

They kidnapped a boy.

Took over when the Italians folded up.

And we are now filled with mighty eel strength!

loses to a TKO in the 10th.

(Masked Man) You find anything?

What other explanation could there be? You hang around my office all day.

- (Foggy) You will fit right in here. - (Sighs)

I found a man who needed help, so I helped him.

This is important.

I just don't feel like going home...

Work the ER at Metro-General.

I'm buying a bluefin, Murdock!

NYPD, ma'am. Please open the door.

Those things don't seem to apply to you.