"If you jump off the end of this metal plate I'll kill you!"
"Calm down, I'm not going anywhere!"
"I mean it Robert, I'll kill you!"
"What kind of nut job are you? I'm not going anywhere!"
"I'll kill you, I mean it! I'll really will kill you!"
"Look we're both counter weights to the little crane till its bolted down. We're four stories high on this roofing job. If either one of us bails the other one is dead. For the last time I'm not going anywhere! Shut up! You're making me a nervous wreak!"
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