Meanwhile, we were getting worried about Lisa... she wasn't back yet, and it was getting late.
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| I'm really concerned, Cliff. She still isn't back... I'm starting to think that maybe we ought to head over there. | |
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| Well, maybe me, but that guy isn't going to let YOU in his house. You'll need some sort of disguise. | |
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