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| Kip, listen to me! You're caught inside some kind of Matrix rip-off! | |
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| I'm only seventeen, but I'll show you love like you've never seen and-- who the hell are you? | |
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| I'm your friend, Myst Dandy. I've come to rescue you. Granted, you aren't much use to the world after 1989. But you still have to return to reality. | |
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| Go away! This is where I belong! The 1980's! | |
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| I'll buy you a hooker if you help me escape from the Matrix. And not a whore, a classy one. Like Pretty Woman. | |
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