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Out Of The Past

Blair: It's Angie Ferris. The singer. You never heard of her?

Jim: As far as I'm concerned the last group worth listening to was Santana.

Angie: Oh, right. Like you protected us today? That lunatic killed Andy. What would have happened if he'd gotten in here?

Jim: But he didn't, did he?

Pam: Wow. My teacher showed us a movie once where these people went all the way up the Amazon in a canoe. Did you do that too?

Blair: Uh-huh. And I almost got eaten by a crocodile.

Pam: No way.

Blair: Way.

Blair: Uh... I was sitting on the couch reading a book. Pam was asleep, Angie was in her studio. Wait a minute, I don't know if it means anything, but I saw the red light for the phone on.

Jim: So somebody was making a call.

Blair: Pam was asleep. It had to be Angie.

Jim: I'll make a cop out of you yet.

Jim: I want to find out who's here before we announce ourselves. If you see anything, call me.

Blair: On what?

Jim: Just call.

Blair: Oh, right, right, right, right.

Blair: You've got the attention span of a gerbil. Now, close your eyes and relax and let's journey to that part of the brain where your senses converge.

Jim: What is this, Fantastic Voyage?

Angie: Uh... look, you just don't understand. I've been taking care of myself for so long I don't know how to let anybody else in. I don't let people get close.

Jim: Yeah, I know what you mean. Neither do I.

Blair: Great -- but how's the arm?

Jim: I think I've finally gotten the pain thing under control, you know.

Blair: Right. Another chapter for my dissertation.

Blair: You see, I knew we'd find some common ground sooner or later, Simon. You don't mind if I call you Simon, do you?

Simon: Actually, I do.

Blair: Sorry, sir.

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