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God forgive me!
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Hold.
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Believe me, Delmar,
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he would have wanted us to press on.
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Pete, rest his soul...was one sour ass son of a bitch...
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and not given to acts of pointless sentimentality.
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It just don't seem right...
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digging up that treasure without him.
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Maybe it's for the best he was squished.
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Why, he...
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was barely a sentient being and...
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well, as soon as we get ourselves cleaned up...