Richard: You lot will want to get acquainted. You're the last ones the others' gonna see alive.
Lenny: Yeah, well, we're ready to die!
Guardian: No! No. No, no, no, no. I'm extremely not ready to die.
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Richard: Here's the plan. We enter on the count of one.
Finn: That's not a good plan.
Richard: ONE!
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Richard: Am I in hell?
Finn: No, Richard. If you were, you'd be on the throne and the devil would be packing.
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[Richard, knocking on the door to Finn's room late at night]
[Finn opens up and Richard immediately starts walking in, carrying a moth]
Richard: Hey Finn check out this huge moth that I found!
Finn: Yo, get that shit out of here!
Richard, as the moth starts flying around the room: Oh, there it goes!
Finn: You fucker.
Richard: Isn't that cool?
Finn: Yeah, it's cool, but get it out of here sir.
