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| Father Karras, I know that your faith has been weak since your mother died of arse cancer, but this girl needs your help! Please... | |
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| Ah, crap... okay, sure, I'll give it a go... | |
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| The power of Arse compels you! The power of Arse compels you! | |
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| The power of Arse compels you! The power of Arse compels you! | |
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| Mommy! mommy! I'm all better! Those nice dead priests fixed me! | |
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| Now remember, honey, if someone asks you to be in the sequel, you say, "Fuck off!" Got it? | |
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