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Marcus Burnett: Hey, slow down, Mike, okay? You're making me sick! Mike Lowrey: I would slow down if you hadn't already made us late. Marcus Burnett: We're not late, okay? You're just anxious! Mike Lowrey: No, I'm anxious because you made us late. And I'm not doing this with you for the next phase of our lives; you gon' respect my time! Marcus Burnett: Ah, my stomach! My stom-- Hey, Mike, pull over at that store right there. I need a ginger ale. Mike Lowrey: Look, we don't have no time to get no ginger ale, man! Marcus Burnett: Come on, Mike, I'm sick! You're freaking me out, okay? I feel like I'm gonna throw-- throw up! Mike Lowrey: I dare you, Marcus. Mike Lowrey: You got ninety seconds, alright? Ginger ale, and nothing else. Marcus Burnett: I am a grown-ass man, okay? Just be nice. Mike Lowrey: Oh, okay. Eighty-five seconds.