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I just can't. It's just... it's too much.
- Great. Now what? - Why did Angor steal my purse?
Don't move, knuckleheads,
Oh-hh!
Take your medical thing! Whatever! Okay! Whatever it is, I don't know!
- Yeah, tonight's gonna be awesome. - Selfie.
The time has come.
That was close. Let's make it quick, huh? I'm not a fan of this room.
What's to stop you from throwing me to the wolves
- No! No! Coach! - It's not what you think it is!
- He has it! - Claire! Angor Rot has what?
Not unless you want to kill his mother too.
Well, uh... there was...
It's called "honor." I don't expect you to understand it.
It's now time for the moment you've been waiting for.
Man, Strickler's got a lot of creepy books in here.
We need help! Please!
I should've told you sooner.
Eh...?
I won't harm you. I promise.
makes Barbara experience whatever trauma befalls Strickler.
Guacamole! Awesome!
I won't let anybody hurt you. I give you my word.