"Look at this. Look at what they make you give."

Name that movie.

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Ok, I'll tell you. It's Bourne Identity.

Its when one of Bourne's fellow spy-men is dying after being shot.

He's talking about how much the spy agency makes a spy-guy give of himself.

Its really quite touching.

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And really close to what graduate school must be like.

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This past week was humorously demanding for Chris.

He worked on research projects until the middle of the night 2 days in a row.

And his pregnant wife had a lot of fun picking him up at two in the morning.

Along the way we both got miserably sick and spent all day Thursday lying on our couches passing a roll of toilet paper back and forth to blow our noses.

We were quite the sight.

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On Monday Chris even received an implant:

He got it put in as part of a research project he's doing this summer. It measured his blood-sugar levels. It stayed in all week. I couldn't even look at it. But who got to take it out? That would be me. Ew.

On Wednesday morning we were both totally delirious after very little sleep and due to colds taking effect. Chris's back was bothering him thanks to his implant. He leaned over in the car and said, "Look at this . . . . Look at what they make you give." (He is hilarious, that boy).

Look at what the make you give, indeed.