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| I don't really want to do this anymore... me and stuff. | |
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| I wasn't aware that you had a fucking choice in the matter you cheeky cunt. | |
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| Well, I kind of do, you know? Free will and all that mumbojumbo? | |
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| Yes... free will. You do realise we're the same person, right? Your free will is my free will. Your feelings are my feelings. We're linked, Kevin. | |
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| I know that. You've told me that. Why is that relevant? Am I missing something here? Does that even remotely hold any sway over who wins this argument? | |
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| It does if I fuck Marty Feldman. Do you want me to fuck Marty Feldman, Kevin? Because I will fuck him on an endless loop if you don't do what you're told. Imagine those eyes staring into your soul. | |
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