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Tibbet: It would be cool if you could screenshot real life.

Chase:

Chase:

Chase: Camera. The thing you’re looking for is a camera.

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He can look at a child and guess the price of their coffin.

Boyce, about Ford

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Boyce: Wait. Chase called you his muse?

Chloe: He pronounced it wrong, but that's what he meant.

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Boyce: Where is the wind coming from? We're in a basement.

Ford: Wherever I go, the wind follows. And the wind smells like rain.

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Tibbet: *falls*

Tibbet: I guess I have to add the force of gravity to my list of enemies.

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I thought I was gonna be murdered my whole childhood.

Paul, after the war, probably

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Shut up! You're all gonna die!

Ford

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Ford: You know what really gets my goat?

Tibbet: El chupacabra.

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Ford: That's not a suggestion, that's an order.

Chloe: And I'm not a soldier.

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*Chase's back cracks and his collarbone pops out of place*

Tibbet: What the hell was that?

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Chloe: I'm morosexual. I'm exclusively attracted to dumbasses.

Tibbet: I could win this war by myself with nothing but my bare hands.

Chloe, already taking off her dress: Oh my god, James, you're so fucking stupid.

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Chase, while he's dying of a gunshot wound: That didn't feel as good as I thought it would.

Tibbet: Well, that's because you used words. I'm gonna use physical violence.

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*Tibbet, Chase, Boyce, and Rosenfeld are all talking over each other*

Ford: Alright, enough! Enough enough enough!

Ford: It's like the inside of my own head.

Ford: Except louder.

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Chloe: All of Paul's snacks are organic.

Ford: That's cool. Tibbet and Chase eat candy off the floor.

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Ford: Stop playing with your food.

Tibbet: If you don't want me to play with my food then why did you get dinosaur chicken nuggets?

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*everyone out to eat together at a restaurant*

Chase: I don't like pancakes.

Ford: Then why did you order pancakes?

Chase: I panicked.

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Ford: That is where I am going. Thank you for your help.

Boyce: I was invited!

Ford: Not by me.