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Flashback: 6 months. A castle in Transylvania.
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| Dirty Bomb! You are almost ready to be fulfil your purpose! Do you feel up to it? | |
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| Your mum's what I feel! Ha ha! Seriously though I feel pretty fucking good. And so I should - I just came on the floor! | |
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| Excellent! Soon I will unleash you on those idiots at Cambridge who turned me down years ago. | |
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| Yeah, Doc! Fuck them! In the ear! | |
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| We'll see who's touching who's genitals during interview now Mr. Head of Admissions Board! | |
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| Hey Doc! What does a bomb have to do to get a beer and some cheap ass round here, eh? | |
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