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...Geez, this looks a lot higher from up here.
I don't know, that looks pretty high up.
Not now! The nurse is gonna walk in any minute with my lunch.
I collected some fingerprints and did a blood-sample analysis.
All right, here's a hundred dollars.
Well young man, I guess that just leaves one score to settle.
Hey. Hey, what's goin' on??
DO YOU SEE? THIS IS ME VISITING THAT CEO IN MANHATTAN!
Just stop it!
Aw Christ.
All right, let's go, Murphy. Hang on a second, where are, where are my car keys?
Oh God! I'm so bored! Somebody Help Me
Quiet! He's havin' a vision!
I AM taking it personally because Cartman is a retard!
the twenty five dollar fee for the degree from the Psychic Detective School.
What's going on?
...Restraint?
Let's go!
Use the taser! Use the taser!
Yes? Oh, hello, detectives.
We'll pay you up front this time! We've gotta catch this new guy before he kills again.
Look, kid, don't waste my time with your blood-sampling fingerprinty hocus-pocus!
Oh yeah. Awesome. Hold on, just a second.
God.
that's it. If I want people to listen to me, I just have to be as stupid as Cartman.