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F. W.: Kill me if you want to, Harry. It's too late. It won't make any difference. The story's already gone to press. Harry: You overgrown maggot! You're bluffing! F. W.: Am I, Harry? Newspaper Mouse: Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Famous Feeble has death row sex disease! F. W.: Congratulations, you're front-page news. Newspaper Mouse: Extra, extra! Read all about it! Extra! Extra, extra! Sex disease strikes Feeble fraternity. Thank you, ma'am. Extra, extra! Sex disease... Thank you, sir. Bletch: Jesus Christ! Do you know anything about this, Trevor? Trevor: Not a thing, boss. Bletch: Why couldn't that goddamn bed-hopping bunny keep his member to himself? Who wrote this crap? Trevor: I got a good idea, boss. Bletch: Find him!

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