Harry Shaw: — Snow, what's going on?
Marion Snow: — Uh, you know, global warming, some celebrity is getting a boob-job, Congress is screwing the pooch again. You know, same old.
Harry Shaw: — Snow. Come on, man. I mean, what's going on there?
Marion Snow: — Oh, yeah. Well, your wildcat smacked me in the head with a fire extinguisher and locked herself in some room. So she's safe. Send the cavalry.
Scott Langral: — Listen, Snow. You stick to the plan. You better do your job or I'll hit you with a Sherman tank. Got that?
Marion Snow: — A Sherman tank? Yeah, right. Toss my caber, Langral. I've got other things to do.
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