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**OnlineHost** You have
entered the 1982 chatroom |
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Father: No
more sittin' in this room. I've let it go on long
enough. |
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Elijah_Price: I'm not
going out there anymore. I'm not getting hurt again.
That was the last time, I told you. |
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Father: You can't do
anything about that! You might fall in between this
chair and that television. If that's what God has
planned for you, that's what's gonna happen! |
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Elijah_Price: They
call me Mr. Glass on sports talk radio. 'Cause I
break like glass. |
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Father:
You make this decision now to be afraid, and you will
never turn back. Your whole life, you will always be
afraid. |
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Father: I got a present
for you. |
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Elijah_Price:
Why? |
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Father:
Forget why. |
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Elijah_Price:
Where is it? |
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Father: On the Bench.
Across the street. |
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Elijah_Price:
Someone's gonna take it! |
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Father:
Then you'd better get out there soon. |
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**OnlineHost**
ELIJAH_PRICE slowly and timidly makes his way outside.
He sees a package and sits on the BENCH to unwrap it.
FATHER follows him. |
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Elijah_Price: /unwraps
package
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Father: I bought a whole
bunch. There'll be one of these waiting for you
every time you want to come out here. |
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Father:
They say this one has a surprise ending. |
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Bench: YOU GUYS MIND
STANDIN' UP? YOU'RE GETTING A LITTLE HEAVY |
