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-- Jerry Dreshfield
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I owe the government $3400 in taxes. So I sent them two hammers and a
toilet seat.
-- Michael McShane
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The truth will set you free. Unless Chuck Norris has you, in which case, forget it buddy!
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[...] Vimes's grin was as funny as the one that moves very fast towards
drowning men. And has a fin on top.
(Jingo)
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Jayne: "We're taking him on board?"
Mal: "We are."
Jayne: "Don't figure the percentage in that."
Mal: "Don't strain your brain trying, then. Might break something."
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Stewie: Why the hell did we get off here?
Brian: My mother lives in Austin. Don't you see? Fate's brought me back here for a reason. I have to find my mother and make peace with her.
Stewie: So, she's in Austin? Eight miles that way?
Brian: Yes.
Stewie: All right. So, instead of driving