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(Brigge and William enter a fireworks shop. Upon entering, they seek the suggestion of the shop owner.)
Will: We’re looking for something that will REALLY impress the neighbors. Shop owner: It depends on how much you’re willing to spend. (Brigge whips out her uncle’s credit card.) Brigge: This credit card belongs to the owner of a very large boating company. (Pause) Besides, I’m an authorized user. Show us what you got. (The shop owner enters the stockroom and comes out with the largest fireworks ever seen by man.) Will (to Brigge): Will that fit in the car? (Brigge shrugs) Shop owner: This, my friends, is the M1600. Brigge (to Will): I thought that was a type of machine gun. Will: No honey, that’s a M16 you’re thinking about. Brigge: Ah. Shop owner: That’s right. This baby is 100 times more powerful – and fun to use – than an M16 machine gun – or any weaponry whatsoever. That’s why we call it the M1600. Will: Let’s buy it. Brigge: Why stop at one? (Pause) How many can we fit in the car? Will: Let’s take a few for now and if we find it’s worth it, we can always come for more. (to shop owner) We’ll take five of those. (Brigge purchases the fireworks with her uncle’s credit card. Will and the shop owner load them into the car.)
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