"'Raubritter' is a fun game of economic competition, but can get quite intense after a while. "That there is the daughter of Mico the Kebab - a man who once killed a guy with a kebab." "'Random kids'?" The big man exhales loudly. "'Ramblings'? Nonsense! Your description of the phasmid is the most precise I've ever heard!" "When she got back the whole thing was over." The election can wait!'" The man frowns, disapprovingly. "'Oh, did I leave my casserole on? Better go home and check. "'Officer' is my stage name, right? I can see myself as a middling disco artist called 'The Officer.'" "'No thanks to the squares at the precinct,' as you put it." on *US*!" For a moment he looks like he's going to hit you. "'Kind of'?! You tried to pin a murder on me. That's what he said to me." The old man gathers himself and wipes his eyes again. "'In Guillaume's time you'd have been shot without a trial'. I'm gonna shut his shit down.' You know what? You should have hit the Cuno, because NOW." He raises his voice again. You know something, but you've decided not to tell us." "'I saw some piglets suckling their dead mother' - have you heard this one, cop-man?" He continues without waiting for an answer: "'After a short while they shuddered and went away.'" 'First you shall please me, then lead my armies against the vicious cannibals.' Not a muscle moves in the face of Man from Hjelmdall, yet inside there is turmoil - this goes against all he holds sacrosanct." "'I have grand plans for you, Man from Hjelmdall.' She gestures her diabolical hand toward an array of potions and unguents. I can't have a loaded gun in the streets." I have a responsibility to this community. "I love it, Harry! Wish I could be like that. "'I don't care about my gun.'" he repeats. I can't have a loaded gun out in the streets." "'I don't care about my gun'." he repeats. "'Hell no, I'm just an honest scab?' That didn't sound too convincing." "'Harry please?!' - I am going to *end* this call, dammit." Whoever told him you're Harry Du Bois didn't."
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Probably not a lot of people know your full name. "'Fuck off, midget.' Gaumont is short of stature, you see." "Damned water lock's finally been fixed, so I've got to get going." "'Fraid I can't hang out and chat." He looks west, across the water, chewing on a piece of salami. "That *Acele* is the daughter of Mico the Kebab - a man who once killed a guy with a kebab." "'Found god knows where'?" The big man exhales loudly. "'Fortress Accident SCA produces revolutionary interactive call-in radio games' - that's what the catalogue says."
I can't believe I'm saying this, but maybe you should lay off the booze - It's fucking with your head." "'Ey! Tequila! You wanna buy some speed?" *stridency* of it seems to have spooked them." I tried to convince my employer it was simply a piece of rhetoric and not a serious demand. I had a great view of you doing *nothing* to stop those psychopaths. "'Defended' may be putting it a bit generously, though. How do you think Cuno made all the docky boys his gimps? Just gotta fly, pig." "'Count C,' for its popularity among the aristocratic class of the prior century." "'Cop Sets Fire to Himself.' That would be quite an interesting conceptual piece, don't you think?" Mind you, they look occidental, but they're not. I've done my duty." He brings his hand up to his head for a salute. "'Ask Revachol'" is the name of a war time radio show the communists used to address civil issues," he remarks. After the world, the pale - after the pale the world again.'" "'After life, death - after death, life again. Some of the time you were yelling along to it."
"The *so-called* science community hasn't accepted me as one of their own quite yet." "'A man my age'? What are you implying? I'm at the peak of my abilities." This elevator was maintained a long time ago."
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