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Rose: [about oxygen tank] Can I breathe underwater with that?
Max: You need a scuba tank for that.
Rose: I could go in a shark cage.
Max: You could, but I'd be careful. Sharks have a taste for little girls.
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Max: I have been saddled with Rose since Mom and Dad died. Not you, me. She is not your problem!
Lisa: What is wrong with you?
Max: Not a goddamn thing, that's what. I'm young, healthy. I got all the time in the world since I was just fired. Yeah, what, are you surprised? Surprised that I couldn't manage a full-time job while raising a chronically sick 8-year-old?
Lisa: You should have said something.
Max: Gee, I wish I had. Oh, wait, I did, but you were too busy fucking Andy all over the goddamn building to listen to me.
Lisa: Max, please, can we just all go? I mean, if we don't have to be here.
Max: We're not going anywhere, sis. But you, maybe it's time you go.
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