Jim: Then one day I hear "Reach for it, mister." I spun around, and there I was standing face to face with a six year old kid. Well, I just laid down my guns and walked away. Little bastard shot me in the ass. So I limped to the nearest saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle, and I've been there ever since.

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A "Papa, can you hear me?"

B "Hi, I am here!"

C "Hello, Dolly!"

D "Hello gorgeous!"