Armand: Stepbrother! I came as soon as I heard! Is it true you're terribly ill?
Ilyas: Why do you sound so hopeful?
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Arlon: You kid's gotten so big! What is he, four?
Mr. Ainsworth: I have no idea what he's for.
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Armand: I don't need gasoline to start a fire! All I need are these two hands and a lack of supervision!
