Get out of town! Buckaroo Banzai? -Huh? -I like it. I liBuckaroo Banzai. -Oh, thanks! -It's great! -Yeah! You look... -Oh. You look awesome! -Thank you. -Wow.
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Daito! When are you getting into this fight?
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Thanks, Curator.
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-(GRUNTS) -(GROANS)
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Now, that... That was when I realized that, as terrifying and painful as reality can be, it's also the only place that you can get a decent meal. Because reality is real. You understand what I'm saying?
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ART3MIS: Ow! (GRUNTS)
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She never left. She's still here.
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AECYou got it, you got it!
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(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
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Yeah! I won.
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(GRUNTING)
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(ROARING)
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(YELLS)
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The day the contest was announced, the Halliday Journals appeared. He told us to look in his brain. This was the next best thing. At first, it was jammed with gunters looking for answers. Now, the once-crowded halls of Halliday's memories are left to people like me. Parzival. Oh, joy! And how will you eat up my valuable search time today? Gregarious Games, 2029... Office party. Office party. Yes, you've only seen it a thousand times. Why not go back? Each entry into Halliday's Journals is meticulously assembled from personal photographs, home video recordings, surveillance, and nanny cams. All rendered into a three-dimensional virtual experience. Also, Halliday archived every film, game, book, and television program he ever saw, located on the mezzanine. No weapons or mature-themed avatars are permitted within the Journals. Please enjoy your time with us, and happy gunting! HALLIDAY: I like cleaning up. MORROW: Okay, Jim, I'm, uh... I'm going.
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First to the key. (HORN BLARES) First to the egg! (HORN BLARING)