| Patrolling
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| Shh, there you go pacifier. You'll get to cry soon.
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| Sawed off little baby. Take out the whole fucking room. ( 2 )
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| I'm not crying. That's just water from my eyes. ( 2 )
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| Always give my customers a little lagniappe. Little something extra. Little something extra. ( 2 )
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| Yeah, that slicks back real nice. You make all that money, you want to make sure it shows.
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| Must be a boniface in this backwater can put together a wolf milk.
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| Succulent little whores. I'll show you flaccid. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Call me 'bambino..." Both barrels of this pacifier right up your ass. Motherfuckers. ( 2 )
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| I'm king fucking kong. I'm a hundred feet tall.
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| Earned everything myself. None of you fucks is gonna take it away from me.
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| So I like nice things. A man can't help having appetites.
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| Sometimes you don't sound like you're joking. Like you want to hurt my feelings.
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| Mama's lilttle baby loves milky bread. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Beautiful. Soft. A man could make a home there. ( 2 )
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| Italians and spiders. You gotta be careful of the little ones.
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| I'm a fuckin' prince. You'd be so lucky...
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| Bambino. The indignity of it. How's a man supposed to... perform. ( 2 )
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| What do you think, Dad? You see what I did to those snitches? Won't try that shit twice.
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| All I want is to be paid for what's mine, like anybody.
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| You try to be kind to people and they fuckin' laugh at you. ( 2 )
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| I can't help what I am. ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 )
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| You know who my fuckin' dad is? You know what he does to people?
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| You think I let somebody call me Bambino. Little baby dick motherfucker?
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| She didn't have to laugh at me. She didn't have to do that. ( 2 )
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| Start Chase
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| Oh, mommy... ( 2 )
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| Waaaaaa! ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 ) ( 5 )
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| You look cozy.
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| You fuckin' fuck.
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| You want my shit?
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| Hey, I wanna talk at you...
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| The fuck you think you are, looking at me like that? ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Mommy, I'm gonna open you right up. ( 2 )
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| Come here, slut!
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| Junky whore!
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| Fucking thief!
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| You don't fuck with Lupara!
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| Lemme show you something.
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| You mutt. You fucking mutt. ( 2 )
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| Let's cuddle.
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| Cuddly little slut.
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| You think I can't?
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| Fuck with me... ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| During chase
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| Come back here! ( 2 )
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| I'm gonna drink you like a fucking milkshake. ( 2 )
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| I'll fuck you where you breathe.
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| Both fucking barrels!
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| I fucked your mother. I fucked all your mothers. ( 2 )
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| Call me impotent? Call me little? ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| A fuckin' puddle! You hear me?! Leave you a fuckin' puddle!
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| Nothing left! Nothin left but blood and spunk.
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| Get back here! I'm gonna fuck that exit wound! ( 2 )
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| Little fuckin' legs... ( 2 )
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| Right up your ass, just like your fuckin' mother. ( 2 )
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| Not so fucking big now, are you? ( 2 )
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| Yeah, you run you piece of shit.
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| I just want a taste!
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| Come here, sweetness.
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| I'm gonna fuck you, I'm gonna kill you, and I'm gonna drink you!
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| Waaaa! ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 ) ( 5 ) ( 6 )
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| (Mimicking smooches) ( 2 )
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| Blocked by obstacles
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| You think that's fuckin' funny you fuck you.
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| All the fuckin' disrespect.
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| Cunts. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Think you're clever? You gonna look clever with my dick in your fucking ear. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| This fuckin' place.
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| Fuckin' fuck. ( 2 )
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| Lost sight of the Reagent
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| Where'd you... Where'd you... ( 2 )
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| I just need a little drink. ( 2 )
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| Tummy's all rumblin'...
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| Turn out the lights and the cockroaches vanish.
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| ...beneath my fuckin' dignity.
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| I'll find 'em when they're dead.
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| The fuck am I doing? S'embarrassing.
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| Out here like some half-assed mammalucco.
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| These motherfuckers.
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| Make me look like a bum.
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| You think it's easy, what I do?
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| Got all the time in the fuckin' world. ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 )
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| Little braciole probably shrimped up in the cold.
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| Just a matter of time.
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| Who's being shy?
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| Baby's lonely. Come on out.
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| Soon then. And when I do, ( 2 )
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| Scared of a little baby.
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| Found hidden Reagent
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| Oh, you make baby happy.
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| Milky. ( 2 )
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| Are you my mommy?
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| Room in here for two?
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| Let's get warm.
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| Cuddle me.
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| Attack (Melee)
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| You fuck!
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| Kill you!
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| Mutt! ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Mommy.
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| Cockroach!
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| Fucking die!
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| Waa. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Slut. ( 2 )
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| Filthy whore.
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| Fuck you, Dad! ( 2 )
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| Fuck me? Fuck you!
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| Fuck you, you fuckin' fuck.
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| Fucking Rat!
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| Junkie whore.
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| Skell!
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| Snitch! ( 2 )
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| Roach! ( 2 )
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| Scumbag!
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| Attack (Ranged)
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| You wanna suck on my pacifier? ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 )
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| Don't you move. ( 2 )
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| Silly rabbit. ( 2 )
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| Fuck you.
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| Smile for me. ( 2 )
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| Take the nipple. ( 2 )
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| Peek-a-boo. ( 2 )
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| Oh, sugar... ( 2 )
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| ...Pop that fuckin' spunk bubble.
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| You fuckin' whore's rag. ( 2 )
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| You're pretty when you're scared. ( 2 )
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| Hold it right there you rat motherfucker. ( 2 )
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| Put you in the fucking ground... ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Right in your fucking ear... ( 2 )
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| Lupara. ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 )
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| Right there, whore.... ( 2 )
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| Take the pacifier.
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| Call me fuckin' bambino?
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| Grabbing or Executing the Reagent
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| You'll keep your fuckin' mouth shut about this....
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| Fuck me? Fuck you... Step on my fuckin' balls, you bitch mother of a whore...
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| Stick this up your fucking ass.
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| Don't look at me. Don't you fucking look at me. ( 2 )
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| I need you to scream for me.
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| Let's cuddle. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Stunned
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| Waaaa! ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 ) ( 5 )
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| Fuck you, you think I'm getting' any uglier.
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| You'd hit a fuckin' baby? ( 2 )
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| The fuck you trying to do? ( 2 )
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| I'm gonna make you kiss that.
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| You're gonna stain my suit. ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 )
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| Fuckin' balls on this guy.
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| Make me look like a fuckin' jerk...
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| I'm not crying! That's just what my eyes do.
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| You know who my father is?! ( 2 )
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| Watch the fucking suit.
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| Get off me!
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| Investigating
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| Lotta whores around here...
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| Oh, mommy, I'm gonna be bad...
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| I don't take no shit off nobody. ( 2 )
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| I can't help having a sweet tooth. ( 2 )
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| Gonna make you into a warm place to curl up in.
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| You gonna be my mommy? ( 2 )
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| I'm just a scared little boy.
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| I'm gonna suck the fucking life outta you. ( 2 )
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| Who's a succulent little treat? ( 2 )
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| I'm gonna gum you soft and slurp you up.
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| I am gonna cure you of living.
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| Every one of you whores. ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 )
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| I can' believe what you're going to make baby do.
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| Gonna climb right into your belly. Get all warm and wet... ( 2 )
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| Gonna... rip your braciole out by the root and feed it to you.
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| Could use a few more teeth.
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| Baby's cold. Baby wants something warm to cuddle up in.
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| Got rats in my cellar.
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| Giving up the chase
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| Breakin' my fuckin' balls. ( 2 )
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| Fuckin' rat anyway.
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| I'm thirsty. ( 2 )
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| Eh. There's probably something I can milk around here.
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| Fuck this. ( 2 )
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| This is beneath me.
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| Spotted Incapacitated Reagent
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| I'll fucking take care of you. ( 2 )
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| Gimme a smile.
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| Oh, mommy. ( 2 )
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| What's the matter, somebody hurt you? ( 2 )
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| You need somebody to keep you warm? ( 2 )
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| Baby wants a cuddle.
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| Alerted by noise
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| You oughta be careful, making so much noise.
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| All that milk sloshing around....
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| Who's that? Who the fuck is that?
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| You got something you wanna say to me? ( 2 )
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| Okay you rat motherfucker.
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| Somebody got their hand in the cookie jar?
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| You trying to wake the baby?
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| What is that?
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| Never a dull moment.
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| Heavy is the head...
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| All you whores... ( 2 )
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| You want some attention? ( 2 )
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| What, you think I can't get it up? Come out, I'll show you.
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| Come out and play with me.
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| Who is that? My dad send you? Think I'm fucking scared of you?
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| Come out you fuck. ( 2 )
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| Hey, fuckface. Show yourself.
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| (Surprised sigh) ( 2 ) ( 3 ) ( 4 ) ( 5 ) ( 6 ) ( 7 ) ( 8 ) ( 9 ) ( 10 ) ( 11 ) ( 12 ) ( 13 ) ( 14 ) ( 15 ) ( 16 ) ( 17 ) ( 18 ) ( 19 ) ( 20 ) ( 21 )
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| Alerted on sight
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| You look like you need a kiss.
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| You look soft.
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| What a cozy place to curl up. ( 2 )
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| You fuckin' animals, coming in here....
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| This is my place. ( 2 )
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| You stay away from my shit, you hear me? ( 2 )
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| Don't you fucking look at me. ( 2 )
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| Hey. Asshole. ( 2 )
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| Wonderful.
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| Oh, we are gonna have fun...
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| Come here, you bum.
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| You been eatin' my cookies? ( 2 )
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| Spotted Reagent caught by Door Trap
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| Will you look at that.
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| That is a fuckin' delight.
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| Now who looks stupid.
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| Baby like.
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| Pretty lights.
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| Does that hurt? I hope so you rat cocksucker.
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| Prime Time - Leland Coyle
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| Fuckin' police.
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| Nothin' too see here, officer. Just mindin' my own business.
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| The one benefit of this place. The one thing. No fuckin' cops. And now this shit. Marone.
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| That fuckin' pig can barely keep his cock in his pants, it's revolting. ( 2 )
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| I love the law. Hell, in Cuba I was the law. ( 2 )
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| God damn hillbilly cop.
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| Easy there, officer. You and me got the same job, collecting taxes and keeping everybody safe.
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| You ever find a cop that won't take a bribe, catch it. We can put it the zoo with all the unicorns.
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| Yeah? "We got laws around here?" Good luck with that you redneck cocksucker. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| Honest for a cop, at least.
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| Jealous of my lupara. Painted all over him.
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| Nobody asked me but the prod's a little fucking obvious.
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| I ain't never been scared of the cops. ( 2 ) ( 3 )
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| What the fuck is this pistachio thing? Jesus Christ. ( 2 )
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| Grubby little pigs, rootin' around for whatever garbage they can get. Filthy fucking animals.
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| Thinks I'm scared of a fucking cop? We'll see how big he feels without kneecaps.
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| This place used to be so nice. All the sudden we got cops stinkin' up the place.
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| Thought for a second I might be able to get a decent cigar in here but that thing smells like a dead man's cooked cock.
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| Prime Time - Mother Gooseberry
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| Oh my god. You see the knockers on that broad? Marone.
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| if there's one fuckin' thing I don't fuckin' need it's somebody's dead father in a power drill playing chaperone.
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| Where are you, Mommy? Baby's cold, and baby's bad. ( 2 )
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| All's I want is a hug. Just one hug. Maybe a little sip.
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| We could just... put a bag over that goose puppet. Pour a little Chianti, put old blue eyes on. She'd crush me like a hot little grape. ( 2 )
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| I never knew my real mother.
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| My father killed my mother, you know that? Doctors? You listening? I had a new mom every year. The last one... She knew how to mother, lemme tell you. ( 2 )
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| I just gotta get her to notice me. I think we could really have something.
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| God, that rack. A man could make a home there.
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| A woman like that, of course she's got a boyfriend. I just gotta find him. Rip his lungs out.
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| The mouth on that fucking goose. S'almost as bad as my own father.
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| Jesus Christ, she's grinding up the teeth, isn't she? I could use those.
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| I would crawl up that skirt like a fucking squirrel.
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| Such a... succulent aroma.
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| Mother mother mother.... Baby needs discipline. Baby needs millk. ( 2 )
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| I wonder what her shoes look like. I wonder if I could just... just look at her shoes.
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| Mother may I? Mother. ( 2 )
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| They don't make women like that any more. You find one, you grab her and you ride her to your grave.
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