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Sure, we will.

All right, boys, bring him in. I want to give him another one of these and clean up his cuts.

Come on now, boys! Avanti! Careful there!

Amy! Amy!

[''The jar of movement hurts him. He breaks down into groans and is carried into the bedroom. All others go with him except and'' .]

[As he starts to go, a strangled sound from ''arrests him. He turns and meets her gaze. He closes the door''.] This is tough on you.

[Almost voiceless with her terrible surmise]: Who—who is that old guy?

That? That’s Tony.