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"It's showtime!" | |
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"Alright everyone, chill." | |
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"Allow me to break the ice." | |
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"I need you clothes, your boots and your motorcycle." | |
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"What the hell did you do to him, man?" | |
"I did nothing. The pavement was his enemy." | |
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"You.. are not you. You're me." | |
"No shit." | |
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"Dylan, you sonofabitch." | |
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"Right?" | |
"Wrong." | |
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"I'm going to ask you a bunch of questions, and I'm going to have them answered immediately." | |
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"Drop dead." | |
"I don't do requests." | |
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"Do you know who I am?" | |
"I've seen you before. You're the asshole on TV." | |
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"You're a funny guy, Sully, I like you. That's why I'm going to kill you last." | |
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"What you been feeding this thing?" | |
"Blondes." | |
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"Bullshit." | |
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"Bullllshit." | |
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"That's bullshit." | |
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"C'mon, don't bullshit me." | |
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"You set us up! It's bullshit! All of it!" | |
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"Jesus, You were gonna kill that guy!" | |
"Of course. I'm a terminator." | |
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"I suppose nothing hurts you." | |
"Only pain." | |
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"Hey, you gonna pay for that?" | |
"Talk to the hand." | |
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"Into the boat!" | |
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"Into the tunnel!" | |
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"Get to tha choppa!" | |
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"I'm pregnant." | |
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"It might be a tumor?" | |
"It's not a tumor! Not at all!" | |
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"Sweetheat.. we're married!" | |
*bang bang* | |
"Consider that a divorce." | |
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"Chill out... dickwad." | |
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"Hello, cutie pie. One of us is in deep trouble." | |
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"STOP... CHEERING ME UP" | |
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*punch* | |
"That's for sleeping with my wife. In a damn minivan." | |
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"My name is John Kimbell." | |
*cocks shotgun* | |
"And I love my car." | |
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"You're shittin' me." | |
"I am not shitting on you." | |
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"Hey, you want to be a farmer? Here's a couple of acres." | |
*kicks guy in balls* | |
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*impales guy to wall* | |
"Stick around." | |
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*throws guy off ledge* | |
"Give you a lift?" | |
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"You're fired." | |
*shoots missle with guy on it into helicopter* | |
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*shoots alliagtor in face* | |
"You're luggage." | |
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"To be. Or not to be... Not to be." | |
*lights cigar as building expdlodes* | |
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"The ice man cometh." | |
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"Hey, lighthead! Hey, christmas tree!" | |
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"I love this saw. This saw's part of me. And I"M GONNA MAKE IT PART OF YOU!" | |
"That's alright, keep it!" | |
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"Doesn't anyone stay dead anymore?!" | |
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"Let's... kick some ice." | |
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"Conan, what is best in life?" | |
"To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women." | |
"That is good." | |
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"If it bleeds... we can kill it." | |
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"Now this isthe plan, get your ass to mars." | |
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*shoots a guy while diving under a table where a woman is* | |
"You're late." | |
"Traffic." | |
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"You're invitation, please?" | |
"Sure. Here's my invitation." | |
*presses button that blows up building* | |
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"What killed the dinosaurs? The ice age!" | |
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"Mack! MAAAACK!" | |
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"God doesn't want you to go in there. Don't go in there, man!" | |
"Well then god shouldn't have killed my dog." | |
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"You should clone youself." | |
"Why's that?" | |
"So you can go fuck yourself." | |
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"You want a turboman for Christmas?" | |
"Forgetit, I'm not going to sit on your lap." | |
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"Bring the toy back, bring the toy back to the carpet, bring it back to the carpet." | |
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"Take your toy back to the carpet. TAKE IT BACK." | |
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"For the first time in my life, I am PISSED OFF." | |
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"My name is not Quaid." | |
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"Stop it." | |
"No, I don't stop it I want my babies!" | |
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"But I'm old woman." | |
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"Feel how soft my skin is!" | |
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"Stop being such a pussy!" | |
"You fuckin shot me!" | |
"It's just a scratch!" | |
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"My neighbors are very sensitive." | |
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"I do not want to touch his ass. I want to make him talk." | |
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"Ok, but make it quick. My horse is getting tired." | |
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"OH SHIT!" | |
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"Shit." | |
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"Shit!" | |
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"We are going to play a wonderful game called who is you daddy, and what does he do?" | |
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"Come with me if you want to live." | |
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"Danger is my trade." | |
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"I'm the famous comedian, Arnold Brownschwagger." | |
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"Now remeber, I could break your neck like a chicken's." | |
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"You are mine now, you belong to me! You not gonna have your mommies run behind you anymore and wipe your tushies. No more complaining, no more 'Mr Kimbell I have to go to the bathroom', nothing! THERE IS NO BATHROOM." | |
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"Shut up." | |
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"SHUUUT UUUUUUP!" | |
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"Shut up!" | |
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"Shut up." | |
*pulls out gun* | |
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"You should not drink and bake." | |
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"Fuck. You." | |
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"Fuck you, asshole." | |
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"Fuck you." | |
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"Fuck you." | |
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"Guy's a fucking asshole." | |
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"Assholes." | |
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"Dickhead." | |
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"Scumbag." | |
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"Slut." | |
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"You are one. Ugly. Motherfucker." | |
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"YOU BLEW MY COVER!" | |
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"He molested, murderered and mutilated her!" | |
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"It's as satisfying to me as coming is, having sex with a woman and coming." | |
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"FREEZE IN HELL BATMAAAN" | |
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"You killed my father. Big mistake." | |
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"You've just been erased." | |
*truck ploughs into guys car, blowing it up* | |
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"See you at the party, Richter!" | |
*gleefully throws two limbs down an elevator shaft* | |
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*kills guy on airplane, stewardess walks by* | |
"Excuse me- don't disturb my friend. He's dead tired." | |
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*loads bullets into gun in gun store* | |
"Hey, you can't do that!" | |
"Wrong." | |
*shoots guy in face* | |
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"This green beret's gonna kick yo big ass." | |
"I eat green berets for breakfast. And right now I'm very hungry." | |
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"You've seen those movies where they say 'make my day' or 'I'm your worst nightmare'? Well listen to this one... rubber baby buggy bumpers." | |
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"Ha hahaha ha ha! You think this is the real Quaid? It is." | |
*shoots cops with machine gun* | |
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"I have my orders." | |
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"Drop the gun! Yeah, that's right drop the gun!" | |
"Hey, I'm a police officer. This is an arrest." | |
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"Freeze!" | |
"I'm a cop you eediot! I'm Detective John Kimball, this man is under arrest." | |
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"So who are you man?" | |
*cocks shotgun, shoots table* | |
"I'm the party pooper." | |
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"Remember when I promised to kill you last? I lied." | |
*drops guy off cliff, guy goes flying from building* | |
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"No sequel for you." | |
*big explosion* | |
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"I'll be back." | |
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"I'll... be back." | |
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"I'm back." | |
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"Bwa hahaha" | |
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"Bwarhaha ha haa" | |
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"Ahhhh bwarhahaha" | |
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"I'll be back." | |
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"Arhahaha" | |
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"Get down!" | |
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"Get out!" | |
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"Get down!" | |
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"Get down, or I'll put you down." | |
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"Get out." | |
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"Hasta la vista. Baby." | |
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*throws pipe into guy's chest, steam starts coming out* | |
"Let off some steam." | |
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"Here is sub zero. Now... plain zero." | |
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"Leave anything for us?" | |
"Just bodies." | |
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"Do it. Do it. Come on, do it now, kill me!" | |
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"ARRRRRGH" | |
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"GAAAAAAH!" | |
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"PUT THAT COOKIE DOWN. NOW." | |
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"AAAAAHHHHH" | |
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"You want to fuck with me? You think you know bad, huh? YOU'RE A FUCKING CHOIR BOY TO ME. A CHOIR BOY." | |
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"SCREWWWW YOUUUUU" | |
*drills hole into a guy* | |
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"You cold blooded bastard, I'll tell you what I think of it. I live to see you eat that contract. But I hope you leave enough room for my fist, because I'm going to ram it into your stomach, and break your god damn spine!" | |
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"Could I speak to the drug dealer of the house please? It's a beautiful day and we're out killing drug dealers." | |
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"Hey mister, watch your talk!" | |
"I can hear my talk, I cannot watch it." | |
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"This is all a lie. I was framed. I am completely innocent!" | |
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"Hercules doesn't need any money." | |
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"You don't stop screwing around back there, I'll do this to you." | |
*breaks pencil in half* | |
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"Boys have a penis. Girls have a vagina." | |
"Thanks for the tip." | |
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"Hercules goes where he wishes." | |
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"I'm afraid that my position has left me... cold to your pleas of mercy." | |
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"Insolence." | |
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"If I'm not me, who the hell am I?" | |
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"You have no respect for logic. And I have no respect for those with no respect to logic." | |
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"Adam... and Evil." | |
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"Your confusion is not rational. She is a healthy female of breeding age." | |
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"What the hell is going on here? There's someone in my house, eating my birthday cake, and it's not me." | |
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"I saved a life today, what the hell did you do?" | |
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"You took my father's sword!" | |
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"Knives. And stabbing weapons." | |
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"What's the matter? The CIA got you pushing pencils?" | |
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"I remember days like this, when my father took me to the forest and we ate wild blueberries." | |
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"Revenge is a dish best served cold. Let us feast!" | |
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"Sue me, dickhead." | |
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"When I said you should screw yourself... I didn't mean for you to take it literally." | |
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"You've gotta promise me, you're not gonna kill anyone.... right?" | |
"Right." | |
*later on, after shooting a guy in both shins* | |
"He'll live." | |
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"Try to stay dead this time." | |
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"You have striked Hercules." | |
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"It's just a doll... it's just a stupid little plastic doll." | |
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"Kill the heroes! Yes, kill them, kill them, yes!" | |
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"You picked the wrong day." | |
*punches reindeer in the face* | |
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"Fine chariot, but where are ze horses?" | |
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"It's turbo time." | |
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"NOOOO! Please, anything but my statue of me!" | |
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"Gee, did you make a movie mistake? You forgot to reload the damn gun!" | |
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"Is it dead?" | |
"Terminated." | |
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*grabs box with cat in it* | |
"Ok, enough philosophy. I've got to get going." | |
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"Until next time." | |
"No chance." |
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