A: Gotcha

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Jinjur: I've led engagements against your American Legion— in Bullivia, Mickeragua, the Ewerals, Kowrea—
Kathy: And lost.

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Jinjur: Why is it you Wamarekau have a strange proclivity for backing herbivores? Is it because your country is ruled by Flats? Or is it because they're the only ones who will hire clumsy idiots like you>
Sfx: tschunk

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(Jinjur takes a swipe and nicks Kathy's leg)
Sfx: thwip

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B: Slit Up To Here

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(Fred looks on, horrified)
Jinjur: Looks like you're no longer a virgin.

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Jinjur: I have drawn first blood. Do you yield— peasant?

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Kathy: Nuts! I have not yet begun to fight!

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C: Them's Fightin' Words

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Jinjur: Be a good girl and fall down now. I cut you— you don't want to bleed out in this heat—
Kathy: It's just a flesh wound! I made an intentional mistake to give you the opportunity to do what focus groups say is your favorite past-time— feeling superior.

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Jinjur: You insolent cur! How dare you speak to me that way! You are nothing but a pecksniff! You will be dead, and only your fleas will mourn you!