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| FFS. What is the matter with you, you fool of a Took?! I told you not to touch ANYTHING! | |
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| Hey, calm down, dude. Hugh's lighter scared the creepy evil shrieking guys off, it's all good. | |
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| Besides, I was just looking after the ring for Frodo. I mean, look at him. His eyes are all weird, he doesn't look so good. | |
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| That's cause he's been stabbed by a Mordor blade, you idiot. | |
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| Whatever. Y'know, what was that you called me? Took? Think I should change my name to that, instead of Strider? | |
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