WHIRLING F1 HORSE FACED WOMAN - 640
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_mainhub_reached"]
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Man with Sunglasses: "Cut the shit." The words are addressed to you. "Every second you stand here running your mouth the case grows colder."
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Horse-Faced Woman: "No." She sighs. "Okay. Sort of. But not with you. Like you are now. Don't take this the wrong way..."
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Reaction Speed: Whoa, how does she know your name? She probably heard it from somewhere. You have to be more careful, karaoke-star. Names are dangerous.
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Man with Sunglasses: "Uh, that was..." He stares at you. "Yeah, that was absolute shit -- if you want my opinion. Drunken shit. Haven't wanted anything to end this badly since I had cluster headaches."
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You: "It's cool to see another cop. I thought Kim and I were the only ones."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "No you're not, you're not the only cop in the world." She shakes her head and breathes out.
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You: "Did you just call me *Harry*?"
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Yes, I called you by your name, what about it?" She sounds slightly agitated and... sad.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I'm just looking out for..."
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Empathy: You?
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Horse-Faced Woman: "You're a fucking asshole." She says this with quiet dignity. "Are we done here?"
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HORSEFACE MAIN HUB
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Horse-Faced Woman: "That... that was pretty good, Harry." She pokes her companion with an elbow. "Wasn't it Jean?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_reaction_speed_name_harry"]
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Horse-Faced Woman: She nods in agreement.
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Horse-Faced Woman: She merely nods in response.
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You: Wait... what? John? Lance? Who are these people?
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Encyclopedia: No idea. Just passing on information stored in your fractured neural cortex.
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Authority: It might be because you have the higher rank.
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You: "Hold on, you are a cop with the RCM?"
"Hold on, you're a patrol officer of the RCM?"
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Yes." She nods. "I am."
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greeting_hub
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You: "Fine, I'm leaving." [Leave.]
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You: "I'm on a murder investigation. Are you the cavalry?"
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You: "I'm a cop too."
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You: "Is everything alright? Why don't you want to talk to me?" (Proceed.)
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Jump to: [greeting_hub]
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Calm down," she says to the man, then turns to you.
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Empathy: Something changes in her. It's pity. Pity comes over her.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "By the...?" She pinches the root of her nose.
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You: "That's nothing to be proud of."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Okay..."
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Rhetoric: Hmm... what does one talk about with a fellow officer?
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Okay, fine. Let's talk. What did you want?"
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Yes..." Her voice is quiet. "A police woman who just wants to do her job, that's all," she says quietly and looks away.
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Composure: Something about the man with sunglasses and you, the energy between you two, is making her uncomfortable.
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Reaction Speed: No...NO... NO!!! You're a feminist, remember?
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You: "Are you a nurse?"
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Man with Sunglasses: "Cut the crazy act," the man with sunglasses interjects angrily. "She's being polite enough by not telling you to fuck off."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Uh... okay. Yes, that was pretty good."
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Man with Sunglasses: "What? No. Nonononono!" The man with sunglasses shakes his head stubbornly. "There are *universal* standards of good out there and that... that was just complete shit."
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Man with Sunglasses: From within your mind-haze you hear the end of a sentence: "...and I'm not going to pretend like he's got a *learning disability*!"
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You: "Hey, I'm standing right here!"
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You: "I'm not handicappable."
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You: "Maybe it didn't go as well as I thought..."
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Kim Kitsuragi: IsKimHere()
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IsKimHere()
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!(IsKimHere())
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Kim Kitsuragi: CheckItem("badge")
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You: "So what Precinct are you from?"
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Horse-Faced Woman: "What *Precinct*..." She just sighs.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Do you now?" she asks, narrowing her eyes. After a moment she shakes her head.
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You: "Are you with him?" (Point to the man with sunglasses.)
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Of course I'm *with him*..." She seems startled by her own tone. "Why do you ask?"
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You: "Is he famous?"
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You: "Nothing, just wondering..."
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You: "He's an asshole."
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You: "He seems like a cool guy."
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You: "You look cute together."
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Reaction Speed: Did she just call you *Harry*? These people do *NOT* know you! You don't *have* a name.
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You: "I bet you liked that, didn't you? Let's be honest, that was some first rate karaoke."
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You: "Good to know."
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Authority: As Lieutenant Kitsuragi explained, a patrol officer is the lowest rank in the RCM, below lieutenant and sergeant.
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Kim Kitsuragi: "He's the real deal, he has a badge."
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Rhetoric: It's hard to tell whether he's sarcastic or sincere, but if you had to guess you would say the lieutenant is being sarcastic.
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Horse-Faced Woman: Her brown eyes linger on you for a moment.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "No, Harry, neither of us are firefighters," she says with a heavy sigh, and falls silent.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Jean..." she quietly interjects, giving you a compassionate side glance. "He's not right, don't make it worse and... and *I* really liked it."
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Drama: She actually *did*!
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Jean, detective." She looks at both of you. "I don't understand what you're talking about."
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["tc.harry"]
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Variable["tc.harry"]
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!(Variable["tc.harry"])
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Reaction Speed: Whoa, how does she know your name? She probably heard it from somewhere. You have to be more careful. Names are *dangerous*.
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Composure: She's obviously a bit uncomfortable in your company.
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["whirling.minot_reactionspeed_sir"]
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Variable["whirling.minot_reactionspeed_sir"]
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!(Variable["whirling.minot_reactionspeed_sir"])
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Physical Instrument: She's a woman, that's how women speak to men. With respect.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "No, it's okay." She raises her eyes to meet your gaze. "I am not. Polite. I'm just tired... was there something else you wanted?"
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Man with Sunglasses: "Yes, and I'm wondering why? Don't you have a case to solve?"
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Reaction Speed: Did she just call you *Harry*? These people do *NOT* know you! You don't *have* a name! Ha ha!
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You: "Let's just do this by the book, okay."
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Man with Sunglasses: "Goddamnit, you leave her alone!" The man with sunglasses snaps at you. "Keep your weird bullshit to yourself and be professional for once, for fucks sake..."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Can I actually help you with something?" She looks at you apologetically.
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Man with Sunglasses: "NO ONE!" The man looks at her. "I'm just a man with sunglasses and you are..."
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You: "A police woman."
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You: Say nothing.
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You: "A horse-faced woman."
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Man with Sunglasses: "Now he's got a problem with learning disabilities... is that supposed to be ironic?"
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Suggestion: She's merely agreeing with you to reach the conclusion of this conversation faster.
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You: "I know this might sound weird, but are you... a firefighter?"
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You: "Do you work for the animal control?"
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You: "You called me *sir*. Why?"
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You: "Are you by any chance..." (Lean in real close.) "*working class*?"
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You: "You're the police right? Cool. So am I!"
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You: "I'm going to venture a guess. You're a nurse, right?"
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You: "Okay. Good-bye." [Leave.]
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You: "Did you hear that? Did you hear me sing? Did you like it?"
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You: "You have a blue uniform and mine is black... what does this mean?"
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You: "Look, something is really bugging me. Are we or are we not from the same police station?"
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Man with Sunglasses: "*You're* an asshole!" He pauses. "You know what, maybe we're both assholes..."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Please," she looks at you, then him, then you again. "Let's not turn this into another *exchange*, okay?"
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Horse-Faced Woman: "What? No. No, he's not... what are you talking about?"
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Man with Sunglasses: "And you look like you don't bathe -- on principle," the man with sunglasses interjects.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Well, I... uh..." She looks extremely uncomfortable right now. "I guess I..."
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Encyclopedia: Lieutenant Double-Yefreitor John "Archetype" McCoy's younger brother Lance McCoy, although a man of 32 years, will mentally never surpass a six year old.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Yes, did you want something from me?"
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Man with Sunglasses: "You think so?"
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Esprit de Corps: Yes, of course -- preposterous. I mean, you would *remember* if they were, right? Who forgets their squadmates? That's not possible.
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Okay." It looks like she's about to add something, but then she changes her mind.
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Drama: Sssssssshe's lying. Probably hated it. They all did.
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Logic: Okay.
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You: "What are you -- the police -- doing here?"
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Man with Sunglasses: "Fucking deranged lunatic..." The sunglass-wearing man pushes through his teeth.
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Conceptualization: You're getting an intellectually *unsatisfying* vibe from this conversation. Maybe you're doing something wrong?
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Uh..." she seems confused for a moment. "It means I'm a patrol officer, sir."
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Reaction Speed: What was with that *sir*?
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Authority: A patrol officer is the lowest rank in the RCM, below lieutenant and sergeant.
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Empathy: Then something changes in her. It's pity. Pity comes over her.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Actually never mind. Don't tell me about it. It will just turn into another..." She stops mid-sentence.
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Rhetoric: Whackathon? Shitshow? Pity party?
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I just want to do my job, that's all," she says quietly and looks away.
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Man with Sunglasses: "Horrible, truly horrible," he continues. "I beg of you, don't ever subject anyone to this torture again. I mean seriously, you need to..."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "No, no I don't." It doesn't look like she does -- the *police* uniform she's wearing is a dead giveaway.
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Man with Sunglasses: "Don't say anything, Judit."
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You: "Wait, is... he police?"
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Horse-Faced Woman: The woman in an RCM patrol officer's uniform winces as she notices you.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I would really prefer not to talk to you right now..."
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Man with Sunglasses: "But you're not trying your best, are you?" He says with a flash of anger.
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Kim Kitsuragi: CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby")
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CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby")
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!(CheckItem("gun_villiers") or CheckItem("gun_ruby"))
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Kim Kitsuragi: "He's the real deal, he has a gun now."
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Kim Kitsuragi: "He's the real deal."
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You: "Why?! I bring word of *the End to come*."
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Man with Sunglasses: "Of course he does..." The man at the table says to himself.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Yes," she looks at you. "What is it?"
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_reaction_speed_name_harry"]
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You: "Do you want to rise up and tear down the entire fucking system with me?"
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I don't understand what this conversation is about anymore." She's trying to look elsewhere.
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Inland Empire: Something is seriously wrong with you.
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You: "Actually, I wanted to address other matters."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Uh.... okay." Her tone doesn't suggest she's convinced.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "It was very nice. Different, but good kind of different. I liked it."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I'm definitely not the cavalry."
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Suggestion: ...after all you've done -- is what her tone implies.
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You: "Have I wronged you? I've done that to a lot of people."
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You: "God... I don't know why, I'm just trying to do my best..."
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You: "I'm a deeply flawed individual, but I bring joy to the world."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "No, you haven't wronged me. It's okay." She shakes her head and breathes out.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Word of the End to come..." She shakes her head, tired.
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Kim Kitsuragi: IsTHCPresent("radical_feminist_agenda")
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IsTHCPresent("radical_feminist_agenda")
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!(IsTHCPresent("radical_feminist_agenda"))
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Well... raising two children and half a husband on a patrol officer's wage. Yes, I guess I am working class."
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You: "Cool. (Give her a little wink.) I am too."
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["tc.harry"]
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Variable["tc.harry"]
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!(Variable["tc.harry"])
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["whirling.minot_electrochem_womenplace"]
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Variable["whirling.minot_electrochem_womenplace"]
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!(Variable["whirling.minot_electrochem_womenplace"])
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I don't..." She looks around. "I don't know what to say."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I don't know..." She's still avoiding your gaze. "I mean, why would I want to talk to you?"
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Horse-Faced Woman: She just looks at you and says nothing.
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Physical Instrument: Five-machine pile-on?
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Kim Kitsuragi: Variable["tc.decomptage"]
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Variable["tc.decomptage"]
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!(Variable["tc.decomptage"])
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Horse-Faced Woman: "The sooner you figure this hanging out, the sooner everyone can go home."
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You: "How do you know... my name?"
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You: "My name is Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau."
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You: "Is that... my name?"
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You: "Nothing, ma'am."
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You: "The name's Tequila. Tequila Sunset."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "God, everybody knows your name..." She waves at you in a discarding motion. "Please go finish your investigation, so everyone can go home."
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Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_reaction_speed_name_harry"]
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!(Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_reaction_speed_name_harry"])
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Man with Sunglasses: "No, Harry... it's *not* your name," the man scoffs. "Your name is Baron Von Kikkenberg -- cool guy."
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Man with Sunglasses: "Me? No. I'm just a man with sunglasses. I like wearing sunglasses inside. Sunglasses -- and a *fucking wig*."
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Horse-Faced Woman: "I know."
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Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_mainhub_reached"]
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!(Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_mainhub_reached"])
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Man with Sunglasses: "Well, he's not." The man interjects -- his voice is stern. "He's a sack of shit barely kept together by crazy glue -- but at least he tries. Unlike you."
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Jump to: [HORSEFACE MAIN HUB]
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Honestly..." Her sad eyes scan your face, looking for signs of deceit. "I don't care. I don't think anyone does anymore."
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Horse-Faced Woman: She doesn't reply, but her eyes are still sad.
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Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_reaction_speed_name_harry"]
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!(Variable["whirling.minot_whirling_reaction_speed_name_harry"])
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CheckItem("badge")
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!(CheckItem("badge"))
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Esprit de Corps: ...am I from? God, he doesn't *know*.
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Horse-Faced Woman: "Jean," she quietly interjects, giving you a compassionate side glance. "He's not right... treat him like you'd treat McCoy's little brother."
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