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| Dad... we haven't talked in a while. Not since Mom died all those years ago. | |
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| She's not dead, Shinji. Her soul is in the giant robot you use to fight those monsters. | |
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| We thought a mother-son team would have a good chance to save the world. And that blue haired girl you keep feeling up is actually your Mom's clone. | |
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| I never knew she had such a nice rack. | |
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| Your mother's never been tighter, either. | |
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