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- How goes it?
- This is going to be so much fun.
- Hmm... the air reeks of fear.
- How did we let this situation go so far?
- Heads will roll for this mess up.
- Should have put him down like a sick dog when we had the chance.
- Pickman should have dealt with this liability years ago.
- Hmm... I’m going straight for this guy’s jugular.
- Don't need nobody, I can do this all by myself.
- How would I know it was a red light? I'm fucking colour blind.
- Need a fricken chew stick or something
- Hey dog.
- Come now Mr. Lamb, listen to sense.
- How did we let this situation go so far?
- You’re on your own Danny.
- Daniel Lamb sure the history books will forget his name.
- Hmm just like old times, huh?
- Can’t believe they called in the whole squad to clean up this
mess.
- Some fish with liver giblets would hit the spot.
- Enough of this charade Mr. Lamb, show yourself.
- Damn fleas... crotch itches so bad.
- How can they let this [hogged?] up dope fiend on the streets?
- None of this makes sense, some nut job comes here why?
- Gotta be something big... all the old units reactivated like this.
- Agent 74...
- We have to salvage what we can from this episode.
- All this for a lone nut gone awol, I don’t get it.
- I’ve seen his dumb mug before.
- All gone to hell because Pickman couldn’t keep his monkey caged.
- Heads will roll for this fiasco.
- We should have put him down like a sick dog when we had the chance.
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- OK, I know you're there.
- I'll lick your hands Danny, I'll make you feel good.
- Yeah, that's his scent alright.
- I need a pack of Watchdogs in section F immediately.
- You're out of time Mr. Lamb.
- I hear panting doggie.
- You've made yourself.
- We can do this the easy way or the broken rib way.
- Time to tighten the screws flyboy.
- You hear that huh, you hear that?
- What games you playing Danny.
- This has got to be him.
- Great, just great, Watchdogs.
- I’m the top dog, coming to sniff you out.
- Hah, rock and roll.
- It is best that you surrender.
- You are fallible after all, Mr. Lamb.
- Woof… who’s ringing that dinner bell?
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- I am your judge and executioner.
- On your own here... no one can help you.
- Must have been a squirrel, right Danny?
- Come on make one little noise just one little noise.
- Don't make a dog your enemy, it'll chase you for life.
- I heard he's some lunatic that escaped from the Pickman facility.
- Something about this situation gives me the creeps.
- No more games Dr. Lamb.
- See sense Danny, you can’t escape us.
- You can’t hide forever Mr. Lamb.
- We will always find you, Danny.
- Great, the geek’s probably laughing at us.
- Careful, he is capable of inhuman violence.
- Where are yah, where are yah, huh? Two legged beasts…
- Come on, show me your paw.
- [Sniffs] Come on Danny, let’s rub noses.
- Oh yeah your scent is getting ripe over here.
- [Sniffs] Can’t see you Danny, but I can smell you, you ain’t
fooling me.
- Beware of the dog Danny.
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- Damn scent in the air tonight, can't smell shit.
- Panting, thirsty, so thirsty…
- Bastard gave me the slip.
- Perhaps I was mistaken.
- No sign of the target.
- I must be too much on edge.
- Damn it, I’m gonna be in the dog house now.
- I'm the top dog, I'm the smart dog.
- I'll deal with your incompetence later.
- [Out of breath] Aww... fuck...
- [Panting] I’m sick as a dog.
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- [Panting] My dogs are killing me.
- We're everywhere, Danny. Everywhere…
- [Panting] I’m sick as a dog.
- Take him down!
- I'm coming over there you psycho!
- There's our man!
- We've got you now, Danny!
- Now I got you.
- Well Danny you’re here are you well?
- Who’s pulling your strings Danny?
- I see him, I see him.
- Surround him, hurry!
- Now what?
- There's our trouble maker!
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- Come quickly, he's near.
- This bastard’s playing games with us.
- Damn, we lost a man.
- I’m not going in solo here.
- [Growling] The hunt is on.
- People get over here quick.
- Not cool people, not fucking cool, where are you?
- This is great just great watchdogs.
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- He's picking us off.
- Poured the giblets and gravy right out of him.
- All dogs go to mother fucking heaven.
- Damn, this is serious.
- You were my dog, dog.
- Call the meat wagon, we got a fresh load.
- He was my best friend, in a bickering sense, you know?
- [Sighing] I should have stayed retired.
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- Cornered, like a sick dog.
- Put your tail between your legs.
- Aww, you hiding from little old me?
- How you going to hide when I got your scent?
- I can track you from here to Carcer.
- This guys an idiot.
- Give it up you moron, I can see you.
- Can’t hide from a watchdog, hotshot.
- Hey, hey, who you fooling?
- Sight ain’t my only sense dirt bag.
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- We've got you now Danny.
- Who put a leash on this guy?
- Quit hogging, start dogging.
- You can’t shake a canine.
- Dumb fuck…
- Get this animal off me!
- Alpha team! Strike!
- Chasing chickens is my specialty.
- Come over here and rub my belly.
- He’s right here he’s kicking my ass.
- I’d appreciate some help.
- Oh you wanna play? Let’s play…
- You’re fighting like cats and dogs here.
- Get him already!
- I’m dogging you Danny.
- Lunatic…
- Chihuahua …
- I want a piece, gimme a piece.
- Let me guess you’re a patsy in a big conspiracy, right?
- Murderer…
- Yeah! Dish it out.
- Guess his bark was worse than his bite huh? Sorry…
- Another criminal of the streets.
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- I can’t take this madman alone.
- Watchdogs where are yah?
- Aww jeez, I can’t take this guy alone.
- Alpha team strike.
- Take him down now.
- I need help.
- You don’t have to do this.
- I’ll let you go I won’t tell a sole.
- Wait I can help you escape.
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- Hello? What the fuck is going on?
- Sweep this place, start at the basement I'll search the bedrooms.
- Grimez, Vencheck? Where are they? I've had enough of these amateurs.
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- Like a Lamb to the slaughter Danny!
- Sergeant this man is ours.
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- Who are these fucking people?
- I doubt the target is even here.
- Spangler look for Hades and Spalding, they should be coming from
the adults specialty shop.
- It's called porno genius, why is it always me that has to look?
- We got him, we got him.
- No more games Dr. Lamb, Watchdogs!
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- He's trying to get to the train yard.
- This is our last chance Watchdogs, take up your positions and ready
your weapons.
- Keep calm we believe an escaped mental patient is in the vicinity.
- Here you go.
- Good enough, Idiot!
- No sign of the target yet, I'm going to hold the interior.
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- Where are you going to run to now huh? You’re cornered like
a sick dog.
- What the hell happened here?
- I'm coming, I'm coming.
- Hey ah...anyone coming to relieve me?
- I can't stand the sight of this freak.
- Marko, coming to relieve me or what?
- What are you looking at freak?
- Their going to open your head up.
- Tough guy, huh? You’re not so fucking tough now.
- You wasted a lot of my friends freak; just give me a fucking reason.
- They lost him.
- Two squads of our finest agents are waiting to say hello.
- Everyone ready? He's coming.
- Stay where you are.
- Keep back or I'll shoot.
- Move back!
- Move back, now!
- What did I tell you? Huh?
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