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Pippin- Well, since you told me not to touch anything, I'll just sit here quietly and keep my hands to myself.
Eowyn- Grima, I want to apologise. I now realize that you are the only man for me, and I beg you to forgive me for my harsh words. Take me into your warm embrace! I love you madly, MADLY I TELL YOU!
Grima- Man, I've so totally got the hots for that Arwen chick!
Eowyn- WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING TO ME!?!
Sauron- Maybe I should try contact lenses... I'm getting a bit nearsighted in my old age. Sheesh, I can barely see past Osgilliath! *squints*
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"Wide ne bith wel," cwaeth se the geheirde on helle hriman.
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