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Audio
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Dialogue
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| Idle
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(humming)
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| 2
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Any day when I ain't cleanin' rats out of the pickle jar is a good day.
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| 3
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Yeah, for a cynical brand mashup, this place is alright.
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| Suspicious
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Hm?
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Huh?
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Who's there? The health inspector? I-I swear I got rid of the rats!
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| 4
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I'm warning you! My armpits are registered weapons!
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| 5
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Is that you, Midge? This really is the fantasy island.
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| 6
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Muttering in the dark, huh? Well, that makes two of us.
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Lurking in the shadows, eh? Well, that describes all my customers.
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| 8
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Hey, maybe somebody's sneakin' up to leave me a tip?
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| Suspicious Ignore
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Bah!
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| 2
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Huh... Bah!
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| 3
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Eh, forget it. Like my mom forgot me!
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| 4
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Eh, it's always somethin'. And, that somethin' is usually illegal.
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| 5
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Get out the straight jacket 'cause I'm goin nuts!
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Ah, that was scary, although not as scary as being left alone with my own thoughts.
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Look at me, jumpin' at shadows. Usually, I'm leapin' out of 'em.
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| Full Alert
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Aha!
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Hey!
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Better wearin' my apron 'cause it's gonna get messy.
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I'm gonna rip out your spine and stuff it down your underpants!
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Eat stale pretzels!
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No one eliminates me but me!
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Tis' 'bout to get ugly. MY face ugly!
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| Lost Target
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(growl)
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Aw...
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Eh, I got a hot date tonight anyway. With microwave macaroni.
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Another customer runnin' away in fear.
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Ya didn't leave a tip, ya jerk!
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Come back, I got pickled eggs! Ah, great. Now, you're runnin' faster.
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No, don't go! Okay, you were tryin' to destroy me but it's still human contact!
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| Defeated
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