“Get the bird out here, 92!”
“It doesn’t work like that!”
“It’s your job! Do you job! Do your job!”
“I’m doing my best!”
He’s bleeding pretty bad.
“Where’s the bird, 92?!”
“Help Doc! He needs more hands!”
“It’s on its way! Why can’t you understand?!”
He’s bleeding pretty bad. Please let me sleep.
“92?!”
“Nine line up!”
Thunder. He’s bleeding real good. Thunder. Please?
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