No Pulse
(Ari walks into his office where his employees are gathered around his couch): What the hell is going on?
(finds Andrew sleeping on the couch)
Lloyd: Don’t worry mister Gold, he’s not dead. If felt for a pulse.
Ari (screaming): Everyone get out of here. Or I’m gonna be checking all of you for a pulse, and not finding one!

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