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| Oh, this? We're, um... hunting a Cyclops. Yeah, that's the ticket! With my wife, Morgan Fairchild. | |
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| You know, only like two people are going to get that joke, right? | |
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| What do I care? I'm just here to invade the place. | |
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| I mean, hunt a Cyclops. Right. And the Escheat demands you give me cookies. | |
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