Is that plutonium in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
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Garret: It’s supposed to flash when it detects a radiation presence in case of a terrorist attack.
Woody: Huh. Cool. Well at least we know it works. (grin…then it dawns on him…)
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Bug: I’m antisocial and secretive by nature.
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Woody: Whoa. No no Bug. Do not listen to him. You can tell me.
Bug: Let’s swear him into secrecy first.
Woody: What is this the third grade?
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Woody: What’s up Doc?
Garret: (Jumping) Hey, don’t ever do that to me again.
Woody: Sorry. Thought you were off the caffeine
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Woody: In the mean time, this guy isn’t getting any deader.
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Garret: I’m the chief ME God damn it. I’m not suppose to be finding bodies in alleys. I’m tellin’ ya, I’m gettin’ to the bottom of this.
Woody: While I admire your ‘dog with a bone’ attitude Dr. Macy, I don’t think there’s a bottom to get to.
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Woody: That mean it’s safe for me to take this divo outfit off? (Woody starts taking outfit off)
Garret: Sure, why not?
Peter: Yeah, you probably weren’t planning on having kids anyway, right? (Woody scrambles to put the outfit back on)
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Devan: Actually, I was looking to see if I was on the roster for an autopsy.
Lily: Funny, you look fairly alive to me.
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Devan: Grief counselor? Wow, sounds….
Lily: Heavy?
Devan: Boring.
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Peter: You got to promise me you’re not going to tell anybody.
Bug: I’m antisocial and secretive by nature.
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Bug: What did this dude look like?
Woody: Average, wearing a CSU windbreaker. But last time I checked those guys don’t get Ninja training.
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Lily: It’s about Devan McGuire.
Garret: Who?
Lily: The new ME.
Nigel: There’s a new ME?
Bug: What new ME?
Lily: The one that started today.
Nigel: Do we like the new ME?
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Nigel: Woah, that’s Leather Lauren (looks at the older woman with the suitcase at the bus stop)
Woody: What, you were expecting Cameron Diaz?
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Woody: Now we got oozies. Nobody mentioned anything about oozies!!
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Garret: It’s one thing to use me, but you put people I care about in harms way. So sure, no hard feelings. But the next time I see you in my morgue it better be on a slab.