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- Love that Joker.

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- These imaginary displays provide a temporary relief.

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- Mother...!

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- You been eatin' onions.

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If looks could kill...

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- I'm glad you're dead.

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“... Nothin’ but a hound dog” ♫

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- Selina, this is your mother, why haven't you called me back?

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- Dead, flat, stoney broke! See?

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- I might catch a cold, it might develop into pneumonia. Or athlete’s foot.

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- Our whole existence is one big problem after another.

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- Oh, it’s one of our boys!

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- What is mother doing?

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- Quack, quack, quack!