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VAMP WILLOW: [demurely] I’m not supposed to talk to strangers.

ALPHONSE: Then we won’t talk.
[Alfonse & partner vamp attack. Evil Willow wins.]

VAMP WILLOW: [reprovingly] You made me cranky.

ALPHONSE: [panting] There’s been a mistake here. We were sent after a human.

VAMP WILLOW: [intrigued] Really? Who do you work for?

ALPHONSE: [hoarsely] I’m not telling you a thing.

[With a half-smile, she takes one of his fingers and bends it back sharply, breaking it. He screams in pain.]

VAMP WILLOW: [still smiling] Who do you work for?

ALPHONSE: [gives in] Wilkins. The Mayor.

[She takes another finger and breaks it, too. Again he cries out in pain.]

VAMP WILLOW: Who do you work for? [bats her eyes suggestively]

ALPHONSE: [gets it] You.

VAMP WILLOW: [commands] Get your friends. Bring them here. The world’s no fun anymore.
[smiles evilly] We’re gonna make it the way it was.

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"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly.
Specialization is for insects."

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