Sefton:
Shut off the moaning or you'll have the machine guns on us. Shut it off, Lieutenant.
Lt. James Skylar Dunbar:
My legs are frozen.
Sefton:
You'd better get that blue blood circulating, 'cause we're busting out of this stink hole in exactly one minute and 20 seconds.
Lt. James Skylar Dunbar:
Sefton.
Sefton:
What'd you expect, a St. Bernard dog?
Lt. James Skylar Dunbar:
Not you.
Sefton:
Want some brandy?
Lt. James Skylar Dunbar:
Yeah.
Sefton:
Who doesn't? Suppose we wait until we hit the Waldorf-Astoria?
Lt. James Skylar Dunbar:
Okay. It's on me.
Sefton:
You won't get off that cheap.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:00