1. - Wakey wakey, little
pear-shaped vampire.
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2. - Fletch, it's eight
AM on a Saturday.
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3. - Negative; it's six
AM on a Saturday.
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4. Your daddy's gone for the day,
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5. so I decided we're gonna
do a little solid for him
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6. and clean the house.
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7. - Why don't you do me a
solid and lick my buzz?
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8. Got 'em.
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9. - Aren't you just a little
ray of pasty sunshine?
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10. I'll let you be.
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11. - What the?
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12. - You will be brushed,
showered, and ready to clean
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13. in five minutes, you
snarky little pot sticker!
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14. Chow hall, 0600 hours,
do not be late, soldier!
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15. - Alright, Fletcher Jerky.
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16. Got 'em.
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17. I did all the dumb chores
I am allowed to do.
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18. - What do you mean,
"allowed to do?"
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19. - Oh, I'd be happy
to clue you in.
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20. My dad has never, not ever, let
me touch his limited-edition
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21. stainless steel Ginzo knives.
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22. They're top-of-the-line
culinary blades that,
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23. according to their
advertisement,
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24. are sharper than a lightsaber.
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25. - Lightsabers aren't sharp.
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26. They're just very, very burn-y.
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27. - The point is, my dad has
told me a million times
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28. he doesn't want me anywhere
near his Ginzo knives,
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29. therefore I am incapacitated,
AKA not allowed
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30. to clean those
- ass knives.
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31. - Well, well, well.
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32. Looks like little latrine boy
got a little potty mouth, huh?
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33. Well, if you old enough
to cuss like that,
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34. then I assure you, you old
enough to clean a blade.
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35. Clean.
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36. The.
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37. Blade.
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38. Clean the blade!
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39. - Blowie wowie!
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40. It's so clean in here!
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41. - Thank your son; it was
his idea to clean the house.
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42. I just jumped on board.
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43. - Oww!
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44. My hand!
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45. - My seed has been slashed?
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46. What happened, Son?
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47. - Papa, I cut my hand
on your Ginzo knife!
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48. - You know it's sharper
than a lightsaber!
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49. - I know, daddy!
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50. I told Fletch that, but
he forced me to clean it!
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51. - Whoa, whoa, whoa!
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52. You just cut your
hand and already
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53. have it wrapped in a bandage?
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54. That seems really fast!
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55. Where's the blood on the knife?
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56. Or the counter?
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57. I smell a fish sandwich.
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58. - OK, OK,
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59. let's not jump to
conclusions, Fletch.
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60. I think we all know
what's going on here.
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61. Now give me a second
to talk to my son.
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62. - Copy that.
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63. - Now Son, before we go any
further, I just wanna be sure.
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64. You really cut your hand
with my Ginzo knife?
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65. - Mm-hmm, and it's
all Fletch's fault.
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66. - Alright, I hear
you, I'm with you.
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67. And I just wanna give
you an opportunity
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68. before this goes any further.
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69. You're telling me the truth
right now, right, son?
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70. - Mm-hmm, total truth.
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71. - Well, then
it's set in stone.
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72. - You're gonna tell
Fletch to never
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73. make me do another
chore ever again?
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74. - Close.
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75. We are gonna kill
Fletcher Murphy.
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76. - Oh, you're serious.
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77. - We'll do it tonight.
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78. How's midnight sound, son?
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79. - Sure, my schedule's open.
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80. - We'll use the sink gun and
kill him where he sleeps.
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81. I lined the floor
air-tight with plastic.
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82. Guilty people bleed more
blood than innocent people
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83. and he's guilty, right?
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84. - Mm-hmm, right.
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85. Super guilty.
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86. - Then we'll plant
incriminating evidence:
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87. a DNA-riddled strand
of Stacey Jr.'s hair.
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88. - Guilty!
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89. - At least he's a minor,
right?
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90. Got 'em?
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91. - We'll approach the
closet with great caution
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92. and then we'll
snuff out the life
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93. of Fletcher Murphy Soap.
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94. Time to die, best friend.
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95. How dare you put
my son in danger?
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96. You know he's my everything!
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97. - That boy is lying!
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98. - Get down on your knees.
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99. - If you're gonna do it, do it.
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100. But if you got any decency,
you'll allow me my last words.
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101. - Speak, for this will
be the last time you do,
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102. you hand-cutting ex-best friend.
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103. - I've been through
a lot in this world.
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104. Lost my love, family,
brothers-in-arms,
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105. and a variety of
Pomeranians I raised
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106. like they was my own children.
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107. I'm comin' for you, Barkley!
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108. But through all that, I
kept my compass straight.
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109. So, Blark, if I really
put Son in danger,
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110. then by all means, drain the
life from my very vessel.
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111. Paint this closet with the
gray milk of my brain, but
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112. if there is the slightest
chance that Son is lying
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113. and my vicious assassination
is but a humorous mistake,
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114. then I will only die
one death tonight.
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115. But Son,
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116. Son,
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117. Son will die a thousand deaths
at the noble, righteous,
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118. and relentless hands of guilt.
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119. Every
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120. single
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121. day,
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122. - Boring!
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123. Cute speech, Fletch,
but your time is up.
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124. My son and I are gonna
kill you right now.
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125. Count down with me, son.
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126. Three.
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127. Two.
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128. Last chance to come clean
that this is a lie, one.
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129. - OK, OK, it was a
lie; I was lying.
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130. I didn't cut my hand.
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131. I was so fed up with all the
chores Fletch was making me do
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132. I pretended to cut my
hand with the Ginzo knife.
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133. I'm so sorry I lied to you, Dad.
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134. I'm so sorry I almost
got you murdered, Fletch.
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135. Oh, God, I'm a bad person.
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136. I'm so sorry!
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137. - Oh, man, we really taught
Son a lesson this time.
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138. And, wow, what a
performance, Fletch.
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139. - What do you mean,
"performance?"
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140. - When I had the
gun to your head!
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141. Just sublime.
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142. I mean, the
pissing-your-pants thing was
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143. a little "hey, look at me," but
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144. everything else was top-notch.
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145. We were teaching Son
a lesson about lying.
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146. And you were in on it.
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147. Wait, you mean earlier
in the kitchen,
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148. you didn't clock my nod?
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149. - Nah, man, I didn't
clock your nod.
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150. I didn't clock your nod.
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151. - Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.
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152. Fletch, wait a minute.
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153. Come on.
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154. I'm a cool guy; this was cool.
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155. It was a good nod.
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156. It's not like the
gun was loaded.
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157. Hot curly, it was!
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