Jacelyn:
Can you feed my cat on the way out.
[to a frightened caller to his radio talk-show]
Zane Wolf:
You're walking alone, baby.
Zane Wolf:
Do what you're afraid to do
Zane Wolf:
The monster is dead.
Zane Wolf:
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