1. Nandor has disappeared.
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2. Nandor?
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3. No one has seen or heard
from him in weeks. Well,
not since Gizmo fired him.
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4. Nandor?
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5. Gave him the old
heave-ho from his janitor job.
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6. The blade of the proverbial
guillotine has dropped,
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7. and the blood of Nandor's
broken dreams has pooled
at Gizmo's oddly-shaped feet.
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8. So, yeah, we've tried
just about everything
to find Nandor. Set traps...
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9. Nandor?
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10. checked the
vents, hung posters.
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11. We have even yelled his name
very loudly into the wind.
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12. Nandor!
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13. - Shut the fuck up!
- Piss off!
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14. You shut the fuck up.
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15. That broody little
bitch is missing.
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16. The dude is gone.
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17. And we can't find
the fucker anywhere.
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18. Five dollars
seems like a lot.
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19. Hey.
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20. Ugh. I can't even
look at you. Ugh.
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21. - Any update on Nandor?
- Not since you fired him.
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22. - From the job he loved.
- What a coincidence.
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23. You have a lot of guts
coming in here,
you little floating traitor.
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24. Floating away with
your little bitch ways.
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25. Hello. Yes?
Nandor has been located.
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26. It's the Baron,
and he knows where Nandor is.
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27. Don't tell him
about the reward money.
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28. I thought we might have
a bite of lunch while we talk.
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29. Let us see what we have here.
Some punch, some jellied blood
and, uh...
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30. And, yes, the Sire
prepared the finger foods.
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31. My compliments to the chef.
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32. Again, like I mentioned
in my email, I don't eat blood,
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33. so maybe just a
crescent roll or...
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34. Sire?
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35. Would you play
that tape of Nandor, please?
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36. This was recorded by a vampire
monitoring the Ether.
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37. Enemies abound.
And only I can defeat them.
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38. I used to think ghouls were
just the spirits of the dead.
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39. But now I know
they walk among the living too.
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40. Oh, dear.
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41. Up and down Wall Street,
with their suits and their ties
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42. and their
build-your-own-salad bowls.
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43. I watched a snail crawl across
the edge of one of those
things you use to shave.
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44. - What's it called?
- Razor.
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45. - Not a knife.
- He's thinking razor.
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46. - What are
those things called?
- Enough.
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47. A sharpie?
No, that's not it—
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48. Well, yikes.
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49. Indeed.
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50. Ugh. He used to be one of
the most promising vampires
in this New World.
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51. Well, I wouldn't go that far.
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52. But now... ... he is
unrecognizable. Dangerous.
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53. Dangerous, you say?
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54. Yes. We are hearing reports of
increasingly erratic behavior.
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55. - Mmm.
- Nandor is drawing attention.
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56. Too much attention.
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57. - And attention puts
all vampires at risk.
- Understood.
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58. He must be stopped.
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59. So, Nandor's here?
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60. Yes, we traced Nandor's
dispatches to that location.
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61. Go to New Hampshire.
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62. Retrieve Nandor
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63. and with haste.
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64. Okay,
so we made it to New Hampshire.
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65. The dossier said
that Nandor is hiding here at
the Hancock and Sons Factory.
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66. I mean, it was the factory
until you and your
Cannon Capital cronies
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67. stripped it down for parts.
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68. Actually, a leveraged buyout is
a pretty neat way for
a failing business
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69. to reinvent
itself for the future—
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70. - Shut up, Guillermo.
- Shut up, Gizmo.
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71. Okay.
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72. What the
hell happened here?
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73. Stay close, my darling.
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74. Hey, look, what if
the H, A and N were missing?
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75. - Get it? Cock and Sons.
- No.
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76. Oh.
Smells like slow death in here.
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77. - Malaria.
- Nightmares.
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78. Little dusty.
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79. - My, my, my, my...
- Nan-man,
are-are you here?
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80. Nan-man?
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81. There is
no "Nan-man" here.
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82. There is only
Nandor the Relentless.
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83. Warrior.
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84. Leader.
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85. So, Na-Nandor, have you been
here the whole time
since you were, um—
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86. Fired?
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87. Yes, I have.
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88. And, uh, why?
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89. Vampire-only explanations.
That means not you, Guillermo.
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90. Okay.
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91. When one is burned,
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92. one feels most at
home amongst the ashes,
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93. which is why
I came here to the husk
of the Hancock and Sons factory
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94. amongst others
that had been discarded
by Cannon Capital Strategies.
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95. But what I found...
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96. oh, what I found...
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97. A bunch of preppy crap?
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98. - "Preppy essentials."
- Hmm.
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99. And no. I found soldiers.
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100. Many of the humans
left when the jobs did.
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101. Those that remained, they
needed... they craved a leader.
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102. A warrior. A commander.
And they became my army.
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103. And, uh, where is this army?
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104. - In the field.
Awaiting our next strike.
- Huh.
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105. Which reminds me, I have
a war council meeting now.
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106. You may walk with
me, if you must.
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107. Oh. Mind the shirt pins.
They're fucking everywhere.
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108. So, Nandor,
this army you have raised.
What is the, uh, end game?
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109. To conquer. To take the battle,
town by town,
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110. from here to the very steps
of Cannon Capital itself.
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111. Right. But, um, why?
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112. So that Cannon
Capital will rue the day
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113. they cast out
their greatest warrior.
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114. Ah! We are here.
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115. Good evening, comrades.
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116. - Fuck my old boots.
- Good gravy.
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117. - Uh. So this is
your war council?
- Yes.
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118. - And who are
these chaps?
- My reserves.
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119. - And what about them?
- My concubines.
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120. - Shit.
- Huh.
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121. Now, look,
I really need to get on with
my strategy session,
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122. unless you have
any more questions?
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123. - I do.
- No.
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124. Are you okay?
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125. What is he still doing here?
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126. - Well, I drove...
- You are the enemy.
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127. An errand boy sent
by greengrocers to spy on me.
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128. - Leave.
- I'm not the enemy. Tell him.
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129. - See ya later.
- Bugger off.
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130. Okay. I will be out here.
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131. Well, it looks like
you've had quite the exciting
time here, Nandor.
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132. No one can deny that.
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133. But what say we go home now
before you freak the fuck
out of anyone else?
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134. This is my home.
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135. The battlefield.
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136. - Okay.
- Hmm.
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137. What is that, Major Briggs?
A maneuver from the east?
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138. Perhaps...
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139. I think it's safe to assume
he's gone absolutely mad.
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140. Yeah, I don't like using
this word, but he is crazy.
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141. Oy! No. You do not get to
use that word, you tweed demon.
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142. He's like this because of you.
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143. - But, yes,
he is absolutely crazy.
- Yeah.
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144. Well, we can't just
leave him here like this.
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145. Unless...
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146. Can we?
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147. No, we cannot. He's
a danger to himself.
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148. How about we sit
him down and say,
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149. "Hey, you're nuts. Stop it.
Stop being nuts."
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150. I see someone is well-versed
in psychology.
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151. Well, let's just grab him
by the neck and yank him
out of this hell box.
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152. We can't.
To extract Nandor by force would
be like waking a sleepwalker.
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153. - So, what, then?
- There is
only one solution.
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154. We role-play the scenario
that Nandor has concocted
in his mind.
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155. In time, our presence will
shine a light on the holes
in his fantasy,
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156. and he can follow
that light back to reality.
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157. So Shutter Island
rules, so to speak.
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158. "We are
the hollow men."
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159. Uh. It's worth a shot.
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160. All right.
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161. Okay. I'm in.
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162. Excellent.
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163. - Fuck off.
- What?
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164. You need to go now.
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165. - Why?
- "Cause he believes
you are the enemy.
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166. - I'm not the enemy.
- What're you still doing here?
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167. - Bye, bitch.
- Okay.
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168. Bye-bye, bitch.
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169. Keep walking, bitch.
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170. Stop calling me bitch.
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171. Sorry, bitch.
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172. Nandor?
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173. Bit busy.
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174. Your army, we'd like to enlist.
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175. - Sir.
- What?
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176. If you wish to be in my army,
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177. then you will all
address me as "sir."
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178. - Okay, I'm out.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
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179. Yes, sir.
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180. Good. So, basic
training begins now.
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181. Cannon
Capital nemeedooni.
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182. Cannon Capital nemeedooni.
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183. - You are clay.
- No.
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184. Soft, weak, goopy.
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185. - But I am here to mold you...
- Yes, sir!
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186. - ... to make you strong,
to shape you.
- Whoo.
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187. Cannon
Capital chalqoozeh.
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188. Cannon Capital chalqoozeh.
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189. I joined the Royal Navy
a few years ago,
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190. for the sea, the sun
and mainly the sex.
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191. But what I'm finding here
is just a lot of marching...
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192. - That's it.
- ... push-ups
for no reason...
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193. 30,001, 30,002.
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194. and no one's
offered me anything
that looks like a medal.
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195. What the fuck?
Shave your own head.
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196. Okay. On your marks. Get set.
Crawl, worms.
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197. That's it.
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198. I did not realize being in
Nandor's fake army would involve
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199. so much of doing
what Nandor says.
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200. You call that crawling?
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201. He's very lucky that
I have that rule
about not killing the demented.
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202. Sure,
Nandor's military delusions
are a strange little brew.
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203. A dash of memories
from his time in Al Quolanudar
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204. and a sprinkle of war movies
he's seen over the years.
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205. But heck if I don't wanna
take another sip.
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206. Well, maggots.
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207. You have trained
and trained well.
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208. Especially you, Colin Robinson.
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209. You are very violent.
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210. Oorah, sir!
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211. Alexa, please pause the music.
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212. - Okay.
- Thank you.
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213. Alexa is my
director of internal comms.
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214. Okay. So, on to
your assignments.
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215. - Laszlo Cravensworth.
- Yeah.
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216. - Intelligence.
- Obviously.
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217. - Nadja of Antipaxos.
- Hmm.
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218. - Signal corps.
- What is that?
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219. Never mind. Who
gives a shit.
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220. Colin Robinson.
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221. - Come on, logistics.
Come on, logistics.
- Logistics.
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222. Yes! Yes.
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223. Now, listen up.
Tonight is a proud night.
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224. Together we will take back
the honor, the power,
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225. the respect that Cannon Capital
have so cruelly tried
to take away.
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226. Okay. So
this is a pit of shit.
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227. Can we not just
make Nandor think that
this stupid imaginary battle
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228. has happened already?
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229. - And how do we do that?
- I know. Shoot me.
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230. It's not a real
gun, Colin Robinson.
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231. It's a decorative firearm
from the outdoorsman section.
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232. All right, then.
Whack me with it. Hard.
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233. All right.
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234. Oh.
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235. - Again. Harder though.
- Really?
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236. Yes.
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237. Oh.
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238. How is this going to help
with the Nandor thing?
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239. What Nandor thing?
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240. Hold on. I think I've got it.
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241. I've thought of a way that
Nandor will think that
the war is won.
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242. A ruse de guerre
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243. that will make the Trojan Horse
look like a witless child's
papier-mâché.
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244. Fuck, I'm good.
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245. Now all I need is
the adequate supplies
from this shit-forsaken town.
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246. Wait. You guys can leave,
but I don't want Nandor
to think I'm a deserter.
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247. I ain't no deserter.
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248. You live
a thousand years,
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249. and you think you
know what betrayal is,
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250. what horror is.
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251. Awaiting
further orders, sir.
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252. But then in a single instant,
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253. you find out you haven't
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254. what man is truly capable of.
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255. Oh, man. That
sounds rough out there, Nandor.
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256. Listen, I've gotta move on to
the next caller, but did you
wanna request a song?
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257. Yes, I would like to request
"Scarborough Fair"
by Simon & Garfunkel.
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258. No. Let's
limit the public broadcast.
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259. The brass back home are getting
a little squirrelly.
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260. But to whom am I
supposed to orate?
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261. Well, me, you big lummox.
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262. All right.
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263. Now, you were saying something
about the horror.
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264. You know what, my darling?
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265. It feels like an eternity
since we've had some time alone.
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266. Oh. It does. It does. So
what is the plan, my dark lover?
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267. Well, you'll see. You'll see.
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268. I'll see?
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269. Yes. What's the
problem, my darling?
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270. I'm hearing a lot of this
"you'll see" these days.
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271. I'm hearing "you'll see"
about the plan to fix
Nandor's melted brain.
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272. I'm hearing "you'll see"
about the sex doll monster thing
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273. that you're
creating in the basement.
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274. Well, the sex doll monster
thing— not a sex doll—
is part of the grand plan.
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275. Which is?
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276. Complex scientific experiments
that I don't think
you'll understand.
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277. Oh, so you're calling me stupid.
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278. Well, of course not.
That's a stupid thing to say.
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279. - No. Whoa, whoa. No.
- Piss off.
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280. Nadja, what I meant
to say was something
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281. with the identical sentiment
that wouldn't piss you off.
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282. - Well, it did!
- Shit.
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283. In my empire, Colin Robinson,
we will be free.
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284. Free from liars,
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285. from the cowards who say you
are not a good culture fit.
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286. Yeah, I dig that,
sir. I hear that.
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287. Hey.
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288. I thought I said this
person was not welcome here.
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289. You sure did, sir.
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290. Yeah, I know, but if I keep
charging my phone in the car,
it'll kill the battery,
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291. so I'm just
looking for an outlet.
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292. Don't mean to disrupt
your whole "war thing."
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293. War thing? This is a war.
No winky fingers.
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294. Okay, enough.
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295. Private Robinson,
would you give us a moment?
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296. You got it.
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297. - Traitor.
- What did you say to me?
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298. I'm sorry. I'm done
playing along with this fantasy.
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299. I'm not the enemy,
and you know that.
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300. You're just pissed.
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301. You're pissed
that I'm killing it at Cannon.
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302. You're pissed that... that you
weren't a good culture fit.
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303. Lieutenant Alexa, tell
this piece of shit to leave.
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304. Now playing
"Leave by JoJo.
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305. " playing]
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306. Wait for the chorus.
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307. Well, I'm not the only one
kept in the dark
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308. by their lover's
extracurricular activities.
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309. So you admit you
keep me in the dark.
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310. Well, no more
than you keep me in the dark.
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311. I haven't got a fucking clue
what you get up to
at Cannon Capital.
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312. Laszlo, there is
nothing to tell.
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313. It is a job. You show up,
you pretend to do shit,
and then you go home.
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314. Why the fuck would
you wanna do that?
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315. Because it is
better than sitting at home
and twiddling with my tits
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316. while you are downstairs
locked up in the basement
with your meat parts!
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317. All right, all right.
All right, my darling.
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318. I think I know what's going
on here. Give me your hand.
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319. I need to apologize.
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320. I'm listening.
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321. Clearly, the reason for
you being so overemotional
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322. is because it is
your time of the month.
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323. The dead do not menstruate!
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324. Fuck me.
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325. Bloody hell, darling.
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326. Oops.
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327. I can't believe
you're blowing this
one little setback
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328. - so out of proportion.
- I was humiliated!
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329. Do you even know
what loyalty is, Guillermo?
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330. Do I
know what loyalty is?
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331. Uh. Yeah, I was blindly loyal
to you for 15 years.
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332. Until you got rid of me.
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333. I never got rid of you.
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334. I protected you
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335. even through all the fuckups,
and the time you forgot
to buy glitter,
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336. and the, "I wanna be a vampire.
No, actually, I don't want
to be a vampire."
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337. The time you nearly killed
the Baron twice!
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340. I may have done a lot
of things, Guillermo,
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341. but I never got rid of you.
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342. Do you think I felt good firing
you? I didn't wanna fire you.
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343. But that's how things are in
the real world, the human world.
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344. I had to do it.
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345. I used to be a human before
I was a vampire,
in case you forgot.
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346. I never betrayed my friends,
my comrades in arms. Never.
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347. Maybe some of the wives,
but you know,
it was a different time.
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348. I'm sorry. I didn't...
I didn't know that the janitor
job was so important to you.
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349. Well, it was. It was my purpose.
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350. My purpose used to be raising
you to become a great vampire.
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351. Until you pussed out and
found a new master in Jordan.
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352. Jordan is not my master...
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353. and he doesn't own me.
And I'm not there at his—
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354. Hi, Jordan. Yeah, I can talk.
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355. No, I'm not busy.
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356. Uh. That should be
in your inbox.
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357. I could actually bump it.
The bump master.
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358. Yeah.
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359. - Fireworks.
- What?
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360. You were angry at me
for not telling you
what we're out here looking for.
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361. It's fireworks.
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362. And I didn't tell
you because, again,
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363. I wanted to be the hero that
swoops down and saves the day.
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364. Laszlo, I do not
need you to always be the hero.
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365. My darling, you are the
funniest, most clever, sweetest
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366. and most beautiful
woman in the world.
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367. Not just Staten
Island, the world.
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368. And I'm not even mentioning
the ten out of ten pussy.
You deserve the best.
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369. That is so sweet.
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370. Hmm.
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371. - Laszlo.
- Yeah?
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372. I think I may have
found your fireworks.
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373. Really? Where?
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just here across the street
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of fireworks in the window
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376. and the sign that says,
"Fireworks, fireworks."
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377. Well, that's perfect.
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378. How did I miss that, my darling?
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379. - I don't know.
- Right.
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380. You just let your husband
take care of this. Stand back.
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381. No wonder no one
buys newspapers anymore.
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382. - Toss it again.
- Okay.
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383. Open!
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384. - Shall we?
- Yes.
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385. Uh-huh.
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386. Okay. Well, I'll just cc Lisa.
You got it. Bye.
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387. I, too, was once cc'd.
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I do know what it feels like
to lose your purpose.
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be a vampire so bad
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390. it guided every choice I made.
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391. I mean, don't get me wrong.
I'm happy I'm a human again,
but it was hard.
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392. It was hard waking up every day
with that not being the goal,
to be a vampire.
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393. Well, I am already a vampire,
so that only sort of applies.
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394. Right. Well, the point is,
I think I found a new purpose.
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395. You will too, somewhere.
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396. But maybe right now our purposes
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397. are taking us in
different directions,
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398. and that's okay.
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399. Perhaps you are
right, Guillermo.
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400. I am a warrior,
but maybe this is not my fight.
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401. You don't just
talk to Nandor, man.
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402. You know, you listen, you dig.
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403. - I'm a little man.
Just a little man.
- Yes, I know you are.
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404. - But he's a great man.
- Nandor, we have news
from the front line.
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405. Guess what?
Your troops have executed
your battle plan perfectly.
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406. The enemy have been lured
into a trap. There are
casualties. We expect more.
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407. You know, we can all stand down,
because he's decided
to come home.
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408. - What?
- What?
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409. - He what?
- What is
the fucking point?
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410. Yes, I, um...
After careful consideration,
I've come to the realization
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411. that perhaps I was looking for
battles where none need exist.
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412. - You don't say?
- I think
it's best for everyone
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413. if I just come home.
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414. Plus, you know,
I miss my coffin.
I miss my favorite sword.
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415. There's nothing like...
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416. Oh. What the fuck is that?
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417. - Oh. No, it's not.
- It's an attack.
We're under attack.
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418. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!
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419. - Nandor.
- Laszlo,
we were done with this.
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420. - Fuck.
- Wait. Nandor, wait.
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421. Wait, Nandor.
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422. - Lay low.
They may try to flank us.
- Hit the deck!
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423. No, Nandor, it's a bloody ruse.
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424. It's not
real, you idiot.
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425. Make it
stop. I can't take it.
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426. Somebody help me frag myself.
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427. Get a
hold of yourself, man.
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428. The fighting seems to be
situated by the Shipley
Dollar Barn on Piedmont Street.
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429. It's no good, my darling.
He's still too bloody crackers.
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430. Well, isn't it a good thing then
that I have a plan B?
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431. Ah. Silver chains.
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432. - Get out of that. Stand back.
- Hey! Release me. Mutiny!
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433. Get in there. You
brought it on yourself, Nandor.
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434. Nice work, my darling.
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435. Shotgun.
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436. Okay, guys,
I forgive you.
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437. It was the heat of battle,
and you panicked
and you made a mutiny.
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438. - Shush.
- Untie me.
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439. - It's the coppers.
- It is. Shit.
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440. - Great.
- Floor it.
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441. No. I don't wanna make
a bad situation worse.
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442. What's your problem?
Put your foot down, you prick.
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443. Okay, I'm just gonna pull over.
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444. - Useless.
- I wasn't even speeding.
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445. Just everyone be cool,
and I'll do all the talking.
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446. Gizmo, there's a fucking vampire
hog-tied in the trunk.
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447. - Hello.
- Oh, yeah.
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448. Hello, Mr. Officer.
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449. What seems to be the problem,
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450. apart from the fact that
my large wet bosom
won't stop sloshing around?
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451. You, uh, got
a left taillight out there, son.
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452. Yeah, I've been
meaning to get that fixed.
Sorry about that, Officer.
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453. It's all right.
I'll take care of this.
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454. I say, Officer,
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455. you know,
you remind me of a cross
between a young Paul Newman
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456. and a man I'm about to fuck.
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457. - Get out of the car. All of you.
- Yeah. Absolutely.
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458. - Hands are going over...
- Colin, you need to wake up.
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459. - ... my head.
- We gotta get out.
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460. What are you doing?
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461. We are regular human travelers.
There is nothing
out of the ordinary here.
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462. So you have nothing
to be concerned about.
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463. What the...
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464. Whoa.
What the fuck is that?
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465. - Who are they?
- Uh...
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466. Well, that's nothing out
of the ordinary, regular human.
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467. What do you mean?
They're coming straight for us.
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468. What is happening?
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469. - Gizmo,
you talk to them.
- What? Wh... No.
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470. - Go handcuff yourself to a tree.
- Yes, ma'am.
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471. Wait, so Nandor's
army is... It's real?
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472. Wait. So
he wasn't crazy?
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473. He is not. He—
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474. - Shit. He'll...
- Unchain me.
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475. - Unchain me!
- Sir, yes, sir!
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476. Just grab it
with both hands and yank it.
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477. Watch the hair.
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478. - There you go.
- Yes. That's it.
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479. Well, yeah.
Of course the mannequins
were just for practice.
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480. Wait, all this time you thought
my army was just a bunch
of mannequins?
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481. The fuck?
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482. - At ease.
- Yes, sir.
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483. Are they hypnotized?
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484. No, I'm just a really
fucking good general.
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485. Yeah, you are.
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486. - Sir.
- Major Briggs.
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487. - You're leaving?
- Yes.
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488. I am leaving the
field of operations.
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489. My fate is calling me
in a different direction.
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490. What?
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491. South on the I-93
towards the Verrazano Bridge.
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492. We may even cut through Jersey
if there is traffic.
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493. General,
what do we do now?
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494. Good question, O'Hara. You
will do what you must always do.
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495. You will go forth and
follow your purpose.
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496. What is your purpose?
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497. Fuck if I know.
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498. Be it continuing the
fight or, you know,
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499. finding new jobs.
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500. - Where?
- Somewhere.
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501. Any more questions?
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502. Is there anything,
like, more specific? Like
an actual thing we could do?
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503. Um.
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504. - Burn down a Walmart
or some shit?
- Yeah!
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505. - No. No, don't do that. No.
- Ooh. Ooh. I've got it.
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506. What is that nearby college
that sends most of its
graduates to Wall Street?
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507. - Dartmouth?
- Yes. Dartmouth.
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508. Cry havoc and unleash
the dogs of war on those nerds!
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509. Yeah!
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510. You heard the man.
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511. - Mount up. We ride for Hanover!
- Ride for Hanover!
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512. This is insane.
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513. Get those nerds. Get those
nerds. Get those nerds.
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514. Wait for me.
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515. - You're gonna need
logistics support.
- Not you, Colin Robinson.
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516. - Oorah!
Oorah, you idiots.
- Shit.
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517. Come on! Let me...
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518. Shit.
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519. Still got it.
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520. Go get him and put
him in the trunk.
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