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:39:04
- Lose the bodies.
- Privacy. That's me motto.

:39:08
No job too big or too small.
:39:10
l'll tend to it straight away, sir.
:39:13
Gadzooks!
:39:15
BIoody well bled all over back here.
:39:17
He bloody well bled all over.
:39:20
However, not to worry.
:39:22
Some Spic and Span,
a little elbow grease...

:39:24
several yards of Saran Wrap,
and everything will be as good as new.

:39:27
Good as new.
:39:29
Well, gents, if you'll excuse me,
l'll go fetch me truck.

:39:38
I won't be long.
Won't be long.

:39:42
Why does he always repeat himself?
:39:45
l don't know.
l don't know.

:39:55
Those damn hooligans.
Now what are they up to?

:39:59
- The Heathens?
- Yeah. Mangy pieces of shit.

:40:04
Hey, I've got something better
than a .45.

:40:07
Follow me.
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Bring my goddamn tank!
:40:35
l knew you couId do it.
:40:39
My nephews, them spawns of hell...
:40:41
they ripped off some of this stuff
from an army depot.

:40:44
You know how to use them?
:40:48
Well, l guess you do.
:40:50
Help yourself.
:40:53
l just need this for now.
:40:56
You're very kind.
Thank you.

:40:59
- l owe you a debt of gratitude.
- My pleasure.


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