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| Well, Petunia, everything sure worked out for us in the end. I knew that when I told Gabe to throw that match, he'd give it away to his bookie, giving us fantastic odds for our bet against him. | |
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| The money we made from throwing that fight ourselves was more than enough to pay for this island, and ensure that we'll never have to work again. Guess you and I are the real winners here! | |
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| Not quite. I still have a score to settle with Billings. | |
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| Jeeves, I need to arrange someone's death. Bring me my telephone. | |
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