Inman:
Move away from the baby!
Bardolph:
Don't shoot.
Inman:
Take off your boots. Take off your pants and your shirt.
[Bardolph takes off his boots, pants, and shirt]
Bardolph:
Don't shoot me, please. We're starving. We haven't eaten.
Inman:
You'd better get running before you catch your death of cold.
Bardolph:
Thanks, thank you. I will.
[Bardolph starts to run, and then Sara shoots him]
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