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[ There's the sound of shifting paper as Norman grips the communication device with one hand and glances at his pamphlet with the other, careful not to break the phone. ]
... This whole thing sounds so ridiculous. "Dogoda"? I want no part in this.
But...
[ He trails off a bit, muttering about a gym and a loved one. But then there's some rustling as he turns the videophone around, as if trying to find something, before he sighs to himself. ]
... I know you're around here, son. Find me.
And, to the rest of you... no hard feelings, but I want to win.
... This whole thing sounds so ridiculous. "Dogoda"? I want no part in this.
But...
[ He trails off a bit, muttering about a gym and a loved one. But then there's some rustling as he turns the videophone around, as if trying to find something, before he sighs to himself. ]
... I know you're around here, son. Find me.
And, to the rest of you... no hard feelings, but I want to win.