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(slurred, drunken) Those thugs in uniform... (gulps) ...no brains! Can't win a fight... so they run... and the…

(slurred, drunken) Those thugs in uniform... (gulps) ...no brains! Can't win a fight... so they run... and they talk, talk, talk... If they don't eat a blade, (hiccup) who will?

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