Wendy: And I get the feeling you don’t share my enthusiasm.
Ida: Then I’m wearing the right expression.
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The Middleman: Dubbie, I wish I had more time to prepare you for your first session with Sensei Ping.
Ida: What he’s trying to say is it’s been nice knowing you.
Wendy: It’s not going to be that bad.
Ida: The man likes pain and suffering like tornadoes love trailer parks.
Wendy: I get it, I get it, it’s like Bruce Lee coming back from the dead.
Ida: And beating you with his own coffin.
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(hearing Wendy train)
Ida: I’m devoid of human emotion and that made me want to wince.
The Middleman: You should have been more supportive of her. The psychological advantage in a case like this is crucial.
Ida: Oh sure. I’ll get to it after I powder your diaper.
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The Middleman: My gut says we may be dealing with the seminal stages of a zombie outbreak.
Wendy: Entrail-ripping brain-chewing zombies?
The Middleman: The very same.
Wendy: Cool.
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The Middleman: One: she still has a heartbeat, so there just may be a way to pull her back from her zombified state. And two, if we don’t find an antidote, her heart’s gonna explode like a sausage casing full of weasels.
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Ida: I’m just gonna go ahead and run Bonnie’s blood through HEAL
The Middleman: That’s the Hemo-Electric Antidote Locator.
Wendy: I didn’t ask.
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Wendy: How come you didn’t get any Slurpee on your uniform.
The Middleman: I was a Navy SEAL. I know how to stay dry.
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The Middleman: In times of extreme stress, crying is an inevitable physiological response.
Ida: Sure it is, cupcake.
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(Wendy knocks out the bad guy)
The Middleman: Like a Bengal elephant.
Wendy: The one who does the takedown gets to say the catchphrase.
The Middleman: Oh, I’m sorry. Be my guest.
Wendy: “Swift justice.”
The Middleman: “Swift justice,” really?
Wendy: It was in my delivery.
The Middleman: Ah.
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