| Eridan: Do something less boring. |
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| John: Get grist. |
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| Meanwhile, the past again. |
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| WV: Appearify your trusty knife. |
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| ACT 6 ACT 6 ACT 6 ACT 6 ACT 3 |
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| Jack: Take a look. |
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| Dave: Go back into room. |
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| Terezi: Orchestrate demise of the Midnight Crew. |
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| BUT I MUST ADMIT. |
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| OK, THAT'S ENOUGH ADMIRATION. BACK TO THE BALCONY. |
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| I MUST URGE YOU TO PLUNGE YOUR GRUBBY FISTS. |
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| John: Reunite with your own brain. |
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| Nepeta: Consult with him. |
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| HERE COMES ANOTHER PRIME O.C. OF MINE, HOT OFF THE PRESS. |
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| Jane: Just check out Cal. |
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| SO I WILL RISE. |
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| ANYWAY, BACK TO ACT 6 ACT 6 ACT 5 ACT 1 |
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| Jack: Be the troll girl. |
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| OK. I KNOW WHAT THE CRUX TO THIS HORRIBLE PROBLEM IS. |
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| DD: => SWITCH 3 |
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