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{100}{}{You see a burly female miner.} {101}{}{You see Blasphemous Bette, a miner for the Morningstar Mine.} {102}{}{You see a well-muscled woman bristling with confidence.} {103}{}{Caminetto, your Kokoweef miners are all show and no go.} {104}{}{I'll show you where to go, Blasphemous Bette.} {105}{}{You couldn't show me where to go with a roadmap.} {106}{}{Just 'cause I wouldn't wanna get that close to ya.} {107}{}{Don't flatter yourself, you little runt.} {108}{}{You'd be lucky to get a runt instead of that drilling machine you normally use.} {109}{}{Well, at least my drill lasts more than thirty seconds.} {110}{}{No wonder the Morningstar's machinery is always breaking down.} {111}{}{I'll show you broken down, with my fists!} {112}{}{Your fists? Your breath is bad enough.} {113}{}{I don't know how you could smell that over your own 3-week stink.} {114}{}{Stink? Hell, looking at you causes me enough pain.} {115}{}{You don't know nuthin' about pain, but I'll teach you something.} {116}{}{You teach me?} {117}{}{Yeah, that's right. 'Cause your momma sure didn't.} {118}{}{You talkin' about my momma now? Ain't that creative.} {119}{}{I'll do a better job of creating a new face for you. That old one sure ain't much to look at.} {120}{}{You and what army?} {121}{}{Just me. That's all it's gonna take. But I bet us Morningstars can take you wimpy Kokoweefs anytime.} {122}{}{I don't think so. Kokoweef rules the roost here. I'm gonna have to learn you that.} {123}{}{Gonna be hard for you to do that when I beat you unconscious.} {124}{}{Think you might get lucky then, huh?} {125}{}{I don't need luck to pound you flat.} {126}{}{You're gonna pound me with your fat? Uh oh, now I *am* scared.} {127}{}{Put up or shut up, you little shrimp.} {128}{}{Come get some, you hag.} {129}{}{Now who's hoping to get lucky?} {130}{}{That's it, I'm gonna take you out for that one.} {131}{}{Who the hell is this watching us?} {132}{}{Someone new. Hey, this is a private matter! Let's get 'em!} {133}{}{Fer once I agree with you. Get 'em!} {134}{}{Who's gonna mine the gold now, huh, asshole?} {135}{}{I could use a fucking vacation.} {136}{}{I gotta share this crappy jail with that jerk?} {137}{}{Caminetto, your fucking days are numbered.} {138}{}{Kiss your ass goodbye for this.} {139}{}{Get me the fucking hell out of here!} {140}{}{Hey, fuckwit, let me out of here!} {141}{}{Hey, Sheriff; I'll blow you if you let me out.} {142}{}{Next time I'll settle your fucking hash.} {143}{}{What the hell are you looking at?} {144}{}{What do you want, dipshit?} {145}{}{I'm not going to let you fight each other.} {146}{}{I was just wondering what's going on here.} {147}{}{There's a bunch of shit in this bar and me and my Morningstar miners are gonna shovel it out into the street. The biggest turd even has a name - Caminetto.} {148}{}{Why? What started it?} {149}{}{I see. Well, I can't let you do that. You have to break it up now.} {150}{}{Just look at their sorry-ass, limp-dicked selves. Who wouldn't want to stomp them flat?} {151}{}{That's not good enough. I can't let you fight.} {152}{}{Well, that seems like a problem, all right. I don't blame you. Good luck.} {153}{}{What the hell are you going to do about it, you goddamn shit-heel?} {154}{}{I'll kill the first person to throw a punch.} {155}{}{I'm just going to ask you real nice like. Then I'm going to load up my weapons and wait for some target practice.} {156}{}{The Sheriff asked me to help him out while he's laid up with a bum leg. I've got to keep my word to him.} {157}{}{Yeah? That Marion's kinda cute. Okay, for him I'll give those Kokoweef pansies a rain-check for an ass-kicking.} {158}{}{Thanks. I was hoping you'd see things that way. Goodbye.} {159}{}{Don't you think you're some kind of shit-hot asphalt cowboy. I don't think I like your fucking attitude.} {160}{}{You don't have to like it. You're going to walk with me to the Jail or I'm gonna drag your corpse there. Your choice.} {161}{}{Oh, I'm sorry. I certainly didn't mean to be rude. I'll be leaving now. Goodbye.} {162}{}{Yeah? Well, I tell you what. I'll go if you jail that asswipe Caminetto, too.} {163}{}{You're not in a position to make deals.} {164}{}{That's not a bad idea. Putting some bars between the two of you should cool things off a bit. Come along, you two.} {165}{}{Are you suffering from a cranial-rectal inversion? If you try anything we'll all jump you just for a warmup. Then there's gonna be blood. Think the Sheriff'll like the job you're doin' then?} {166}{}{No, I guess he wouldn't.} {167}{}{Doesn't matter to me. It won't be *my* blood that's spilled.} {168}{}{Well, maybe I could use a fucking rest. I've been working my goddamn ass off lately. (to the others) Break it up, gang. I'll be back at work tomorrow.} {169}{}{Good choice.} {170}{}{Don't worry; I'm bringing Caminetto along to keep you company. Right, Caminetto?} {171}{}{You just don't fucking get it, do you? You try to mix it up with us and both me and that weasel-dick Caminetto are gonna lay into you.} {172}{}{Then I'll just have to jail both you and Caminetto.} {173}{}{Then I'll just have to kill both you and Caminetto.} {174}{}{Hmm, I think I'm needed in another part of town. Right away. Goodbye.} {175}{}{I guess you're brighter than you look. But then you must be; you're standing erect. Just run on home to mommy and say there wasn't anything you had enough guts to do.} {176}{}{That's it. I've had enough of your mouth. One last chance: Go quietly or I'll tear you apart.} {177}{}{Maybe I'll do that. I sure don't want to hurt anyone. Goodbye.} {178}{}{I see how this is going, you little piece of shit. OK, You can take me in, and Caminetto too. (to Caminetto) Right, my little fuckface?} {179}{}{That's more like it.} {180}{}{Nope. Too late now. I'm gonna have to open up a can of whoop-ass on you two. }