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[An explosion rocks the dressing room sending debris every which way. When the dust clears, a man steps through a hole in the wall created by a giant fallen pillar, a match in his mouth and unlit explosives attached to his body.]

Hey, look, I made a bridge! It only took me like, what, ten seconds? Eleven tops.

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