Sydney: Mr. President, I’m…don’t know what to say. I’m speechless.
Sheperd: All evidence to the contrary.

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Lucy: Scales.
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Sheperd: I went to Stanford, you blowhole.

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Sheperd: Well, it’s a world gone mad, Gill.

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Sheperd: No, it’s just one of the perks. See you tonight.

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Sydney: On the mouth.
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