I'm not angry with Serge. You can't blame someone for their basic lack of moral fiber. He's a frightened, little, yellow-bellied coward. It's not his fault, is it? I don't know. It depends.
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That's a Migratory Visa with Stage Three Worker Status, Franz, darling. He's with me.
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Actually, I think we might be going in there right now after all.
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MR. MOUSTAFA: The war began at midnight. Pffeifelstad fell by lunch under heavy shelling, and 10 battalions surged across the long western border. High-command advanced to Nebelsbad.
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She was dynamite in the sack, by the way.
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Why are we stopping at a barley field?
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She tried to tell me she had a premonition. I didn't listen. All of Lutz will be dressed in black, except her own ghastly, deceitful children whom she loathed and couldn't bear to kiss hello. They'll be dancing like gypsies.
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Now, wait a minute. Sit down, Zero. His papers are in order. I cross-referenced them myself with the Bureau of Labor and Servitude. You can't arrest him simply because he's a bloody immigrant. He hasn't done anything wrong.
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He's making a funny face.
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Well, hello there, chaps.
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Come outside, please.
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GUSTAVE H: Dear God.
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What do you want? Look.
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There's really no point in doing anything in life, because it's all over in the blink of an eye... And, the next thing you know, rigor mortis sets in. Oh, how the good die young. With any luck, she's left a few Klubecks for your old friend, but one never knows until the ink is dry on the death certificate.
