The Devil: Vanilla? Where’s the waitress? I only eat Rocky Road.

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Stone: Kinda reminded me of you…yeah, run out of heaven on a rail. I bet it still hurts, doesn’t it?

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Stone: So you keep telling me. Go to Hell.

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