Walter accidentally snaps his cigarette butt onto a passing-by pedestrian who he didn't know. |
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| I'm sorry! I just hit you with my cigarette butt. | |
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| Yeah, watch what you're doing. | |
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| I've had to watch what we're doing so the KGB hit-squad won't catch us together. | |
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| Walter, you know that I always feel safe when you're there. | |
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And I'd be holding a Dalmore single malt scotch whisky. |
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| Here's to you, and us, Walter. You're the man who saved the western-world from falling into the hands of the communist block. My hero. | |
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