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Coach: Quit shootin' me, Nick!/Hey, Nick. That was my ASS you shot./Nick, you shot me!/Nicholas, I thought you knew how to use a gun.
Ellis: Coach is right. You shot him.
Nick: Yeah, thanks, Ellis/Shut up, Ellis!
Ellis: Just saying.
Can you make it? I hope you respond to me.
At least Ellis didn't get chokeslammed off the 'hell in a cell' cage