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| B-but I could've sworn you were Edmond, my long lost love! | |
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| But this man you knew has died long ago, Countess. I am the Count of Monte Cristo! Here's your stop, don't let the carriage door hit your sweet ass on the way out. | |
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| When I became your man, I swore to protect you, even from yourself, Zapata. Just kill her husband and take her! | |
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| Hey, I've fot a sweet revenge plot going here! Screw it up, and you're done for, Jacopo! | |
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