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| So what do you want, skippy? I thought I told you to beat feet. | |
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| Back off, skinhead. We're here to steal Wirthling's house. We need someplace to do our strips. | |
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| Sorry, Filthy Sanchez. I got here first. | |
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| Yeah? Well, Uncle Machete here wants to talk to you about that. | |
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| Well, looks like we got a good ol' fashioned Mexican standoff, doesn't it? | |
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| I don't care where that finger's been. Uncle Machete can take it. | |
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