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| Hey, BobTron... Finkleman gave my sister V.D., so I had to beat him to death. Can you do me a small favor? | |
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| Well, I suppose we could stuff his body into the soylent green machine... | |
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| No, no, no... I already took care of the evidence with fava beans and a nice Chianti. No, I need your help with my sister. | |
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| Oh, does she need grief counseling? | |
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| I guess you could call it that. Does any part of you vibrate? | |
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