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Cora: “You know, if we're lost, you can tell me.” Quigley: “We're lost.” Cora: “I can take bad news. Just tell me straight.” Quigley: “I don't know where the hell we are.” Cora: “No sense takin' time to make it sound better than it is.” Quigley: “Reckon we're going in circles.” Cora: “Flower things up I'll see right through it, so just tell me honestly. Are we lost?” Quigley: “Nope. I know exactly where we are.”