Vault Selections 19

Turn to your right.

Your other right, Niall.

Turn to your left.

Face front.

Okay, we got it. I'm out of here.

Step this way for search search.

I thought you'd never ask.

Step on it, Niall. I ain't got all day.

What's the matter, officer? Got a hot date?

I got a prisoner, Ryan.

Believe it or not, you're just one of many.

Now, uh, what makes you so sure of that?

What are you doing?

You never know. I, uh, could be hiding something dangerous.

Shouldn't you check?

I can't conduct strip searches.

It's against the rules.

Call the major.

You know, we don't have all day to wait for the matrix.

We both have better things we could be doing.

And the sooner we get this strip search over with, the easier it will be on both of us.

Um, my job. I can't, I don't want to lose my job. I need this job.

Look, I'm not asking you to touch me. Just watch.

You know, you better come a little closer. I could be hiding something.

Yeah, cool and cool, sir.

Honey, I don't want to see it.

God, you're sick.

You're not gonna leave me, are you?

I will.

No, you wouldn't.

I can't.

I can, I know.

You know, I was really hoping you'd whip out the cuffs.

Shut up.

Is that the best you've got?

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