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Mme. Sebastian: Help him, Alex.
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Devlin: I'm glad you have a head on you, madame.
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Sebastian: I'm not afraid to die. |
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Devlin: You've got your chance, here and now. Tell them who she is. . . .
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Dr. Anderson: Need any help, Alex?
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Devlin: No, we can handle her.
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Dr. Anderson: Where are you taking her? |
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Mme. Sebastian: To the hospital. . . .
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Devlin: You answer that one, Sebastian.
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Mme. Sebastian: Alex, talk to them, quick.
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Dr. Anderson: I'm glad she is going. We should not have waited so long. . . .
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Devlin: Well, what am I going to do, start shooting?
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