1. I commend thy soul
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3. earth to earth, ashes to ashes,
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4. Damn it. We're late already.
Is my tie on straight?
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5. Yeah.
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an old, licked-up Jolly Rancher.
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to their enchanted underground city.
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friends with their queen.
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Thanks a bunch.
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We didn't miss it.
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Those were sleeping bags!
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Where have you been?
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63. Yeah, he doesn't really
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65. You'd be better off majoring in Betamax
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"Blade Runner" was just so cool!
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77. You were there, too, Mr. White?
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83. A freshman!
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84. That's all I need, some kid tagging along,
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85. It's going to totally harsh
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97. always coming and going
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101. But check it out,
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102. His parents sent him a care package
last week for his birthday.
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108. Baron Underbheit!
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109. Yeah. You told them?
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110. No!
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111. Baron Underbheit is right there!
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112. Holy crap!
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113. Brock, kick his butt!
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118. Well, except for the metal jaw,
pretty much the same—
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119. total dick.
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120. The tape was on the floor
for a reason, Peter.
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121. Your things belong
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125. Yeah, well, you don't
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127. but around here you're just the kid
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128. Very well.
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129. Then you leave me
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130. take this up with the R.A.
at the next floor meeting.
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the barbershop and say...
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134. "What can you do to make me
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136. I have, like, the same haircut.
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138. You people can't be blamed
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139. I'm Japanese, jerk-off...
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140. But, yeah, that's so true.
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142. You want to see eyebrows,
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143. There's this kid, no joke,
they're out to here.
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147. Total closet-case!
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149. You are not going to tell me
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150. Where did you guys go,
super crazy, no way school?
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154. T.S. Venture, Peter White,
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156. Nope.
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157. Was that supposed to happen?
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158. Nope.
Sorry, wasn't me.
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161. So much for that theory.
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164. but this is no time to go through
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165. We need to get busy
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166. I'm thinking we bust out the hover bikes...
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171. Hank, we're not grown up enough
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172. We need help.
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175. Hello?
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177. Sir, you don't know me,
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178. Our dad's been kidnapped.
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179. We think a ghost might have done it.
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180. Say no more, lads.
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181. Team Venture is on the case.
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182. Just you sit tight,
and I'll summon the others.
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183. Kiki, lay out my traveling suit
and fetch my walking stick.
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184. A quest is afoot.
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185. Kano, you stalwart old man-mountain,
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186. Master Rusty's in trouble!
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188. Do you have a moment
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189. That's OK, kids.
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190. More room in the Kingdom for us.
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193. You're going to get hurt.
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194. Aw, for corn's sake, Jeanie,
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197. What pads?
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198. The maxi pads gathering
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199. What the hell pads do you think?
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201. Oh, those.
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202. The ones that go on your uniform?
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203. And now she gets it.
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204. What does it look like I'm doing here?
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205. You did this.
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206. You did this, didn't you?
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207. As usual, your detective
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208. You've succeeded
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chained to an albino.
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210. Great. Way to bodyguard.
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about who did this to us?
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218. Good day to you.
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219. Colonel Horace Gentleman,
R.A.F., M.I.-5, et cetera—
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220. retired.
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221. We spoke on the watch.
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222. And may I introduce my counterparts
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223. Kano, master of the martial arts.
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229. Salutations.
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230. And finally, the Action Man.
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231. How you doing?
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240. Yeah, pally, what the hell?
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245. Aren't my robots beautiful?
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247. Yeah, I had that issue
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249. They're what this is about, Rusty.
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257. To have sex with, Pete.
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260. So? He was obsessed with Coco
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pick up the phone...
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270. Ah, there she is,
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The Invisible Fist?
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Troublemakers Incorporated?
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280. Your granddad implanted
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282. Yes, little Rusty had a penchant
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286. What's that sound?
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287. Gas! We're being attacked.
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289. - Action!
- Attack!
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290. Holy crap!
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292. No, no!
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293. Everybody calm down!
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295. Sure, I know what you're thinking,
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296. But honest injun, he's OK.
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298. Wow, Dr. O., I didn't know you could
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302. Really, I was right here the whole time.
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305. Two years, seventeen days.
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306. - What?
- From a stroke.
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307. Good day!
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308. You like it?
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310. Ah, you're right, Underbheit.
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311. This is some good stuff.
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312. Hey, that rhymes—
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313. Right, Underbheit.
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319. Mike?
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329. Weird seeing someone else
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341. - Really?
- Great!
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342. Uh, thanks.
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- Ow. Where is who?
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392. Wow.
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393. Huh? Now that's how it's done.
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- Leslie?
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420. Oh, this is going to be
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you know what he did...
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Tommy the quarterback...
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no, no!
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439. I got to see this.
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440. You broke our friends, Brock.
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441. They were helping us rescue you guys.
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442. Oh, sorry.
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443. Medical assistance...
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444. Bloody hurt.
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445. Leslie, Leslie...
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446. So it all comes together.
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447. He's not just a ghost, he's a ghost robot!
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448. That explains everything.
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449. No, Hank.
I think he's just a robot.
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450. Which means the real
Mike Soranamana...
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451. is probably hiding somewhere.
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452. And I think I know where!
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453. So he really did die.
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454. So, what, he programmed his robots
to hate us, too?
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455. I guess.
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456. Well, that makes about as much sense
as anything else today.
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457. So, what do you say we get out of here
before he starts to stink, huh?
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458. Uh... Rust?
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459. Sorry, man.
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460. I don't know what came over me.
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461. Anyway, they cut my scholarship,
so I'm out of here.
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462. Going to join the army.
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463. Oh, yeah, someone
from Venture Industries called...
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464. while you were at the infirmary.
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465. Your dad died.
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466. Later.
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467. That's good soup!
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