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“Fi, we talked about this. First Sam goes in to get the documents, then you get to play with explosives.”
“Play? Is that what you think I do, Michael? Play?”
“Oh geez, Mike, now look what you've done.”
“That is not what I meant and you - don't do that - that was not what I meant and you know it.”
“I do believe you've just hurt my feelings.”
“Hey, do I look ugly without my eyebrows? I think it makes me look kind of rugged, you know. Sam Axe, living the dangerous life.”
“Can we talk about this? Because I think we should talk about this.”
“No.”
“Naw, just let it go, Mikey. No harm, no foul, right? But for the record you both so owe me.”
“How about ... I don't shoot you now and you get to be in the middle tonight? Does that sound like a fair deal to you?”
“Absolutely.”