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| Amber, will you be my sweetheart? | |
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| That depends... will you still love me if I balloon up to 500 pounds? | |
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| Hm... Gillian would never get that fat. | |
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| Remember, I'm goth, I can read your thoughts. So what's it gonna be? | |
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| Mulder, you're a crazy SOB. | |
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