Cross: Killer, you're supposed to be our medic-
Killer: *loads gun* Sometimes healing people isn't as fun as hurting them.
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Nightmare: Just leave me to do my dark bidding!
Dream: What are you bidding on?
Nightmare: A table. Very nice one, too.
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Murder: Josh, any tips for when staying with estranged family?
Josh: Bring an awesome gift and spend the night pretending it's stupid
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Blue: Oh no. Are you okay? That's a lot of blood.
Dust: I'm fine, this isn't my blood
Blue: That's supposed to be good?!
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Nightmare: This kind of idiocy will not be tolerated.
Lust: Is there another kind of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?
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Fresh: Ink says I have four days to live.
PJ: You're sick?!
Fresh: No, he just doesn't like me.
Ink: I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP ON TUESDAY
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Ink: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
Dream, at the foot the of Inks bed: *smirking smugly, eating a kit kat bar wrong*
Ink distressed: Please, just, stop...!
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Sans: I'm gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why.
Murder: Only if you also don't ask why.
Sans: What... Okay sure.
Murder: *pulls out seven pristine human skulls from his closet* Take your pick.
Sans:
Murder:
Sans: This one is fine.
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Lemon: The security company called me about the alarm.
Fresh: Okay, the base was never on fire. Candy was on fire, and only his hand, and we put it out!
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SwapFell: Things are finally going my way! In fact, they're going great! I have a chance to live after all!
(30 seconds at the base later)
SwapFell: I AM FUCKED, AND I'M GONNA DIE!
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Fell: You play this harmonica, you get a hundred million dollars. But a hundred million people will die.
May: *aggressively plays the harmonica*
Fell, trying not to laugh: May NO--
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