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| Cyril! I've got some bad news! The body for this evening's wake is missing! | |
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| Missing? Oh, dear... I hope he's not mad at me for last night. Er, I mean... do you suppose we could talk the family into a closed-casket ceremony? | |
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| Oh, this is absolutely terrible. Now, Harvey, you're sure you didn't drive the body to the cemetary and bury it ahead of schedule again? | |
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| No sir, Mr. Roger. Ever since the doc started me on those pills, my sleepwalking hasn't been bothering me none at all. | |
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| I think I found him! But this had better not be someone's idea of a joke! | |
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| Leave me be! I've been resurrected, now I have to hang on this cross... wait, am I doing this in the wrong order? | |
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