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Gibson: I saw a picture of an incredible penis the other day. And it was sent to me by Cornelius Hickey.

Irving: You really should probably block him.

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Fitzjames: I told you, I don't hate you. I mean, sometimes I wanna kill you, but just in the normal way.

Crozier: I only want to kill you in the normal way too.

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Goodsir: I just had a thought.

Stanley: I'll buy you a card to commemorate the moment.

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Jopson: People love telling me things. Maybe it’s my face, or that they don’t know I’m in the room. Either way, I keep receipts - and I’m not talking just about the ones from shops.

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Hodgson: Am I a morning person? That would be an enthusiastic yes.

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Crozier: Jopson, whiskey, please! Actually, make that two whiskeys.

Franklin: You don't have to get one for me.

Crozier: I didn’t.

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Stanley: Just let go. Be in the moment.

Collins: I am in the moment! It’s a terrible moment!

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Fitzjames: Graham is prettier than me.

Le Vesconte: That’s not true!

Fitzjames: You’re prettier than me.

Le Vesconte: That is true.

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Pilkington: It's becoming increasingly obvious. I can deny it no longer! I am small.

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Lady Jane: Mansplaining is-

Barrow: Mansplaining is when a man explains something to a woman that she already knows but he acts like he's teaching her. Does that make sense to you?

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Gibson: So - plan B?

Hickey: No. Not plan B. Plan 2. “Plan B” implies we only have 26.

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Le Vesconte: Getting the dying men comfortable was going to be difficult, and therefore became our lowest priority.

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Goodsir: England is just doing cruel shit- uh, cool shit!

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Little: Freaking out about things is my identity. Not to brag.

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Hodgson: You guys are losers.

Hickey: Then why are you sitting with us?

Hodgson: Because I have no friends.

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Crozier: Ugh, why must James constantly irk me?

Blanky: It’s hard not to. You are very irkable.

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Crozier: I really thought pouting would be beneath you!

Fitzjames: Well, it’s not. But you are. Beneath me. Always. By at least three inches.