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Nick:
I'm making this tape because in a few hours, i could be dead... I have hell of a story to tell. |
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Nick:
I'm not sick, I'm not crazy, but I am invisible. |
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Cathy:
You are without a doubt the biggest bullshit artist I've ever worked for. |
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Nick:
Who the hell were these guys, and how did they find me so quickly? |
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Jenkins:
You can't escape. Wherever you go... it all comes back to me. |
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Jenkins:
It's lonely isn't it, when you're a freak? |
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Nick:
Does the word invisible mean anything to you? |
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Nick:
I want my molecules back! |
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Dr. Wachs:
Our research had nothing to do with invisibility.... random, freakish reaction. |
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Dr. Wachs:
There is an invisible man, loose in San Francisco. |
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Nick:
I never realized how important it is to be seen... questioning whether you exist at all. |
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Nick:
If I had eyes and teeth, I'd be a whole head. |
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Singleton:
You didn't see anything. You don't know anything. You didn't hear any of this. |
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Singleton:
Clean it up. It never happened. |
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