1. Wanna try 'em on?
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2. I can't afford it.
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3. Becca gave the nod. All yours, no strings.
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4. No thanks.
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5. Didn't bother you
when you put that klepped Sandy on.
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6. Can't scavenge off someone you knew?
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7. They're techie mitts anyways.
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8. You're just being picky.
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9. I have my sights set on something else.
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10. Wha'tcha got your eyes on?
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11. Oh! This?
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12. Bit big for you, ain't it?
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13. I can handle it.
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14. Sure, all yours if I flatline.
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15. Gives you time to bulk up, grow into 'em.
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16. 'Kay. Deal.
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17. Ya know, something's different about you…
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18. Huh?
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19. You're usually moping,
bringing the vibe down…
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20. Resident buzzkill.
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21. I'm not!
And I ain't no different from yesterday!
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22. Nah. Something's off.
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23. Ya get laid?
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24. You did.
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25. Gotta work on that poker face, son!
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26. Kiwi! Any progress?
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27. Not at all.
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28. Tanaka's beefed up his defenses
since the last gig.
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29. Tried poking holes around,
but it's been a no-go.
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30. What did I tell ya? We ain't getting
nowhere unless Faraday feeds us something.
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31. Tanaka?
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32. Remember your very first grand theft auto?
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33. He's the owner of the limo.
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34. Problem?
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35. Nah, it's nothing…
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36. Would you look at that.
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37. You were schoolmates with Tanaka's kid.
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38. What? You accusing our kid of
going to some stuffy corpo school?
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39. Bona-fide Arasaka Academy dropout.
Straight A student, too.
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40. I'll be damned!
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41. Guess we now know why Gloria was
always strapped on cash.
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42. What's a guy gotta do
to get some privacy around here?
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43. There's not much else I could find on
Tanaka's private file. The rest is trash.
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44. - Like?
- XBDs in his viewing log.
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45. That's good. We can use it for leverage.
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46. A real kinkster. More gore than porn.
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47. Some cyberpsycho shit, too.
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48. The deep, dark fetishes of a suit.
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49. Lots of vids from a gonk who goes by JK.
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50. JK?
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51. Heard of him?
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52. Sure. Jimmy Kurosaki. The braindance
director with a cult following.
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53. He's known for putting up snuff reels
within 24 hours of it happening.
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54. Never seen any director
do the edits that he does.
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55. No wonder he's got so many fans.
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56. Didn't know you were a superfreak.
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57. Uh, well…
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58. Just helped a choom
move his stock, is all.
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59. That's good and all, but do you have
any intel we can actually use?
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60. They're custom-made.
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61. What?
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62. I heard that he sometimes tunes
custom-made footage for VIPs.
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63. You know, like removing pain limiters?
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64. So what?
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65. If he's tuning the footage,
Tanaka's gotta be there as well.
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66. And probably alone.
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67. Alone? How you figure?
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68. Would you bring a bodyguard
to tune up a fetish BD?
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69. Kid's got a point.
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70. Getting sharp, kid!
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71. Now that you're a man now!
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72. What? Did something happen?
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73. Nothing!
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74. Faraday came through
with a lead on Tanaka.
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75. Seems our favorite suit
occasionally ditches his huscle
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76. and usual ride for a Delamain.
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77. Going off-radar, huh?
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78. But Delamain's got him fully covered.
Still can't pinpoint his destination.
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79. I also looked into
the tuning services for BDs.
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80. The main buyers are fat cats,
corpo execs, celebrities, gang bosses…
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81. You get in by referral
and the location is undisclosed.
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82. If we wanna know more,
we'd have to chat with the man himself.
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83. How?
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84. Gotta grab him in person.
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85. Lucky for us, he has a reservation at
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86. At a ritzy place like that? Sad.
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87. Great. When he leaves,
let's invite him here for a nightcap.
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88. Let's go.
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89. Hey! You wouldn't happen to be
Jimmy Kurosaki, would you?
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90. Who's asking?
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91. I knew it! I'm a huge fan, sir!
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92. You know a ripperdoc
in Arroyo who pushes XBDs?
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93. I helped him sell your stuff!
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94. Really.
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95. Can I shake your hand?
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96. Oh, sorry… Guess I'm a bit star-struck.
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97. Yeah, I got places to be.
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98. Right… I won't hold you up.
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99. Was an honor meeting you…
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100. What was that?
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101. Fuck!
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102. What?
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103. Maine!
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104. Where's David?
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105. Find him!
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106. Snap out of it!
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107. You alright?
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108. Son of a bitch pulled something on us.
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109. What happened?
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110. They're gone.
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111. Gone?
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112. He nabbed David.
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113. Kiwi! You take Maine and head out.
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114. Okay.
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115. I'm fine…
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116. Be a good boy, and stay!
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117. Lucy! You're with me.
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118. Got him. Mile and change, straight ahead.
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119. What did that asshole use back there?
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120. Seemed like some kind of EMP.
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121. It got Kiwi real bad.
Only gave me a bit of a shock.
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122. Neural implant targeting.
To neutralize runners, clearly.
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123. You seem okay.
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124. I wasn't in range.
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125. David could be in real shit.
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126. It'll be a problem if he uses that again.
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127. Not if we kill him first.
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128. You're pissed, aren't ya?
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129. A little.
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130. Ah, fuck.
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131. Think it's a cyberpsycho?
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132. No shit, let's head out.
Already hailed MaxTac.
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133. Hey, there's another body.
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134. Don't wander off, man.
What if you run into them?
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135. Don't worry. They're not around anymore.
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136. Hm? Who's there?
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137. The cyberpsycho!
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138. He's got a gun!
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139. - It wasn't me…
- Drop the gun!
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140. Don't move!
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141. - I woke up and I was just…
- Drop it, you fucking psycho!
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142. Who's there?
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143. Hey! What happened?
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144. Got a cyberpsycho!
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145. Raise MaxTac now!
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146. Shots fired back there!
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147. Die, bastard!
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148. MaxTac?
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149. Fucking monster.
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150. No! It wasn't me!
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151. Awesome, isn't it?
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152. Experiencing your own death
instead of someone else's.
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153. Are you fucking kidding me?
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154. Awesome? You fucking psychopath…
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155. Hey, I thought you were a fan!
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156. Most of my fans are whack jobs.
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157. You're a cyberpunk, aren't you?
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158. What are you after?
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159. Ambushing me in a place like that…
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160. Clearly, you've done your homework.
Have you seen any of my other works?
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161. The Edgerunner series?
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162. Yeah.
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163. I've seen most of your stuff.
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164. Wow. I'm flattered!
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165. Say, have you ever wondered
where I get those cyberpsycho scrolls?
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166. What?
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167. All military prototypes come with
a built-in braindance scroller.
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168. Some people are willing to
pay through the nose for that kinda stuff.
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169. You know who originally owned this Sandy?
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170. James Norris. How many people
did he kill in the end? 27?
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171. Had a hell of a run-in
with MaxTac in the end.
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172. It's not often you get a guy
who can go toe-to-toe with them.
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173. That was so good…
One of the best I've seen in a while.
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174. I've got high expectations for you, too.
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175. I'm surprised you're still sane
after wearing this.
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176. The side-effects are gonna
drive you mad, eventually.
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177. Can't wait to see it.
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178. I'm not gonna go psycho!
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179. That's what all chromers say.
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180. They think they're all sane
until they aren't.
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181. Not me!
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182. Yes, you.
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183. Another couple rounds with the MaxTac
and your brain'll burst like a balloon.
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184. Wait. You're not gonna
make me go through that again…
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185. Hey, stop!
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186. Cut it out!
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187. Stop!
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188. Don't move!
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189. Put your hands up…
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190. Or you're dead.
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191. You got me!
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192. How's David?
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193. He's in a BD or something.
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194. - Can you get him out?
- I'll try.
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195. Need a hand?
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196. Shut it!
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197. Got it!
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198. David! You alright?
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199. Aw, what a shame.
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200. So? What do you guys want?
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201. I assume you're not here to kill me.
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202. That's still up for jury.
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203. Come on. I'll cooperate.
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204. You catch on quick.
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205. That better not be…
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206. Armed drones!
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207. Bingo!
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208. Call them off!
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209. No can do.
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210. Go on, give 'em a wave.
They're my best toys. Bulletproof and all.
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211. Good luck putting them down
with those tiny little bangers.
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212. I'll blow your brains out first!
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213. Well, that wouldn't be very smart.
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214. That won't stop them from turning you
into a bloodstain on my floor.
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215. Yeah? They won't shoot as long as
I'm using you as a meat-shield.
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216. Knew it was smart to have two.
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217. Shit!
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218. Oh no! Looks like you're surrounded.
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219. Ready to give up?
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220. Shut up!
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221. Lucy!
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222. On it…
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223. I need more time…
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224. David!
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225. I'll distract them!
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226. Hurry it up, Lucy!
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227. Wow! That was impressive!
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228. - Mother…
- Fucker!
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229. White flag! White flag!
Okay, I surrender for real this time!
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230. White flag my ass!
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231. You're already dead, shit stain!
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232. I mean, alright, but I thought
you wanted to ask me things?
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233. God dammit!
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234. Hey girl! Takes real talent
to pull off a hack so quickly.
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235. I'll listen to what you have to say,
but can I get up, please?
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236. No funny business or I'll kill you myself.
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237. I won't. Pinky swear.
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238. Alright. Everyone got the plan?
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239. Aye aye, captain.
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240. I'll call you later.
Until then, stay here.
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241. Keep an eye on him.
Don't let him out of your sight.
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242. Sorry about earlier.
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243. Whatever.
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244. Didn't think you'd agree
to help us so easily.
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245. I know how cyberpunks work.
I don't really have a choice, do I?
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246. Well, yeah.
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247. You've seen that one too?
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248. Yeah.
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249. You saw it
and you still installed the Sandy?
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250. You're one crazy dude.
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251. I won't end up like him.
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252. James Norris was a soldier
who knew his way around implants.
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253. But even he couldn't take it
and went psycho.
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254. What makes you think you're different?
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255. I don't know. It just… feels right.
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256. It's like the implant's
always been a part of me.
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257. I think… I'm built different.
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258. You think you're special?
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259. Sure.
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260. I've seen plenty of chromejocks
go psycho over the years.
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261. Some metal's simply not meant to
mix with meat.
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262. Your organic body, your soul, gets pushed
to the edge. Teeters on the brink.
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263. It always comes down to one of two things.
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264. You either lose your mind…
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265. Or die… No in-between.
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266. We will be arriving
at the destination shortly.
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267. As requested, the record of
your ride today has been expunged.
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268. I look forward to serving you again.
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269. Hey, Mister Tanaka. Come on in.
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270. You're early.
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271. It usually takes months for a new release.
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272. Well, it's difficult finding
good material, you see.
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273. But this next one'll be worth your while.
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274. Would you like to have it
tuned immediately?
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275. My son is being discharged
from the hospital tonight.
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276. I will just be taking the chip.
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277. I see.
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278. That's unfortunate. I'm proud of
how this one turned out.
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279. It'd be a huge waste not to have it tuned.
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280. The sensitivity'd be off the charts.
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281. Mister Kurosaki.
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282. I do not humor slow men.
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283. Unfortunate's one word for it.
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284. Would've made our job a lot easier
if you were in that BD.
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285. Who are you?
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286. Don't try nothing.
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287. The nerve…
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288. Super sorry, sir.
They have me by the balls.
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289. Do you have any idea
who you're dealing with?
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290. Forget about the panic button.
We've got a jammer up.
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291. Just as planned, I see.
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292. Not fucking now!
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293. Maine!
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294. You're…
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295. Pain in my ass.
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296. Must've been the needles.
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297. Got him in the neck.
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298. Shit, he really was slow.
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299. He's suffocating.
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300. Ah… Sucks for him.
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301. Looks like he won't be around
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302. Flatlined.
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303. Shit. Trauma Team's coming.
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304. What? This bitch had Trauma coverage?
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305. Yup. Platinum and everything.
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306. Fuck.
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307. Kid, we're getting the hell out!
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308. Now. They find us and we're fucked.
ter Tanaka.
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309. Come on in.
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310. You're ahead of schedule.
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311. It's usually months before I get word
of your next release.
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312. Perceptive as always.
Quality scrolls are hard to come by.
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313. But see that's exactly
what makes this one so special.
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314. And I assumed you want
this baby tuned right away?
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315. My son is being discharged
from the hospital tonight.
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316. Your standard edit will do.
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317. How about that.
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318. So unfortunate. I'm rather proud
of how this one turned out.
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319. A true waste to settle for a standard.
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320. The sensitivity, the real feal—
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321. Mister Kurosaki.
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322. My patience is running thin.
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323. Unfortunate is right.
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324. Yeah, would have made our job
a whole lot easier
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325. with you chin deep with BD titties.
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326. - And who are you?
- Don't try nothing.
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327. The arrogance.
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328. I really am sorry.
They have me by the balls.
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329. Do you have any idea who I am?
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330. Huh?
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331. Forget about your panic button.
We've got a jammer up.
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332. A thorough plan, I see.
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333. Not fucking now!
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334. Maine!
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335. It is you…
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336. What a pain in the ass.
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337. Hmm?
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338. Must have caught a needle.
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339. Wow, right in the neck too.
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340. Stood there like a fucking god.
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341. He's gagging out.
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342. Sucks to be him.
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343. Yeah, looks like he won't
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344. Flatlined.
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345. Uh, guys. Trauma Team's incoming.
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346. Say what?
This bitch has Trauma coverage?
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347. Yup. Flatten down and everything.
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348. Shit.
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349. Kid, we gotta move!
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350. Come on! Trauma finds us here
and we're dead.
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