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I've learned that if you're a good guy trying to disarm a bomb, and you're on the phone with the bomb-disabling expert, something will go wrong and you'll be forced to guess which wire to cut and you'll always choose the right one.
I've learned that if you're really cool, you'll walk slowly away from an explosion (usually at film's end) and not even flinch while a huge fireball goes up behind you, staring coldly into the camera. This, despite having your butt handed to you several times in the movie.
In relation to honeykid's horror film scenario about the mirror, I've learned that you can also look into a refrigerator with a ridiculously high door and when you shut it, the killer is standing there. Or sometimes of late, it's a fake-out and they're not there.
I've learned not to tell your new detective partner how long you have till retirement. This is a sure death sentence.
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"Miss Jean Louise, Mr. Arthur Radley."