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| And when we get to America, she will not control you. I will not allow her to control you, do you understand me? | |
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| But I have to see her. I promised I'd come for a visit while on holiday. We are friends, you know. | |
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| She can't control what's mine!! And you are mine!! Are we clear on that?? You are not to go down and see THOSE people!! | |
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| Not a chance in hell, you psyco Nazi-scheming homosexual clubbing bastard... | |
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| Right..hello Shan. I need you to come pick me up. Right...at the Baltimore city jail....that's right. I finally beat the crap out of him. We'll see who's controlling whom now. | |
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| Hello?...Where are you? What's that siren in the background?...The jail!!...a-HAHAHA! I almost feel bad for him....but not really. | |
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