| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 1 | - | | {loudly and fake cheerfully} It's just little old me. Nothing to be afraid of. | | |
| 2 | | {under his breath} Someone dirty and disreputable, I shouldn't wonder. | | |
| 3 | | {pretending to call a cat} Here kitty-kitty-kitty! | | |
| 4 | | {under his breath} As if I'd know what to do if I found something. | | |
| 5 | | {MARK FOR RE-RECORD. sarcastic, under his breath} Why not let the robot deal with it? | | |
| 6 | | {loudly, hoping that whoever is there will go away} I'm going to look over here now. | | |
| 7 | | {sarcastic} Didn't you hear me coming? Now I have to fight you. Bloody fantastic. | | |
| 8 | | {wearily} Here we go again. | | |
| 9 | | {sarcastic} Oh good. I found you. | | |
| 10 | | {sarcastic} You must be bloody stupid if you can't hide from me. | | |
| 11 | | Oh, back to the usual daily tedium. | | |
| 12 | | Thought as much. Nothing there after all. | | |
| 13 | | Beastly nuisance. Glad that's done with. | | |
| 14 | | Just what I was hoping for. Trundling around looking for something that wants to blow me to flinders. | | |
| 15 | | Must we play hide and seek now? | | |
| 16 | | {sarcastically -- hoping not to have to find anybody} Ready or not, here I come! | | |
| 17 | | That's a good start. Now just keep running and we'll call it even. | | |
| 18 | | A little peace and quiet, at last. | | |
| 19 | | Well, that's it then. | | |
| 20 | | That's enough excitement for one day. | | |
| 21 | | Not very sporting of you. | | |
| 22 | | That's hardly Marquess of Queensberry rules, now is it? | | |
| 23 | | You'll pay for that, you cheeky bastard! | | |
| 24 | | Cheerio. Water under the bridge. | | |
| 25 | | *Gasp!* Murder! | | |
| 26 | | {heavy sigh at the beginning of the sentence} I suppose I'm going to have to do something about that. | | |
| 27 | | Why do I get all the hoodlums? | | |
| 28 | | Did you really need that? | | |
| 29 | | The class of people I'm forced to associate with these days just keeps falling. | | |
| 30 | | *Sigh.* Why must you humans always resort to violence? | | |
| 31 | | And who gets to clean up all this blood? Me, that's who... | | |
| 32 | | Oohh. Yesss... Let's all beat up on the robot... | | |
| 33 | | By God, if I had hands I'd strangle the life out of you! | | |
| 34 | | For Queen and country! | | |
| 35 | | You have insulted my honor, and for that, you must die! | | |
| 36 | | Do stand still! | | |
| 37 | | Have at thee! | | |
| 38 | | How dare you, sir! | | |
| 39 | | How dare you, mum! | | |
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| 42 | | Sir? | | |
| 43 | | Ma'am? | | |
| 44 | | Hello there. | | |
| 45 | | Good day to you. | | |
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