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Thomas: [showing a pirate trick to Kenny] The pressure gets so great it pops they eyeball right out of the head/socket
Thomas: [to Donald who won't stop looking at a mutilated Gherd/Locke] Stop Staring At Him
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Boor: Fucking Pig
[last lines]
Boor: It Wasn't Yours To Keep
[direct]
Boor: Keeper
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Gherd, Locke: Liars
Boor: [firing flare pistol at them continuously] Thieves
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[repeated line]
Gherd, Locke: Where's My Fucking Gold?
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Donald: You old cunt
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[last lines]
James: [begging] Thomas please
The Vanishing Quotes
Extended Reading
