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peter, bursting into the room: so you two ARE having sex!

edmund and caspian: (innocently lying around and reading)

caspian: we are? ed, why didn't you tell me? i would have put my book down

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eustace: how the fuck do people just stay motivated their entire lives? what drives you? i got out of bed once and i've been exhausted ever since

edmund: you need to hate life to the point where you want to get revenge on existence itself

caspian: best advice ever

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edmund: you punish him, you should punish all of us. we all went along with it

susan: are you seriously sticking up for peter?

edmund: i know, it's strange, but i'm feeling a certain brotherly connection right now

edmund: i'd like that feeling to go away as soon as possible

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lucy: welcome, fellow idiots

caspian: hi lucy

lucy: no, no, not you, you're not an idiot

caspian: you underestimate me

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edmund: i literally can't decide who the fuck i am sometimes. it's frustrating

edmund: am i an asshole? do i actually care a lot? i don't fuckin' know

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eustace: live, laugh, loathe

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peter, on the phone: hey susan? i hate to be "that guy" but i accidentally glued myself to the ceiling again

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caspian, meeting eustace for the first time: you look like someone who will create lots of problems for me

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lucy: hey what's considered a punishment as a kid but a reward as an adult

edmund: death.

lucy: ED NO

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jill: you're up to something sketchy, aren't you?

eustace: you don't sound particularly mad about it

jill: i'm not

eustace: you still seem disappointed though

eustace: are you upset you weren't invited?

jill: i'm not gonna lie, i'm a little hurt

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peter: i'm high on honey cinnamon butter and rolls, ok, i can't be expected to spell

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peter: if anyone asks i don't even know that we have an ice machine much less where it is

lucy: what did you do????

peter: nothing you can prove

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susan: am i testing my hypothesis, or is my hypothesis testing me

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edmund: since we're siblings, your clothes are my clothes too. don't ask me why i have your shirt on, this is our shirt

susan: fine, but when i come strutting in with your fuzzy socks i don't want to hear shit

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caspian: i'm not mad, i just want to know why you two need fake ids

eustace: (mumbles)

caspian: what was that?

jill: ...you need to be over 18 to hold the kittens at petco

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edmund: if phantom of the opera has taught me anything it's that when all else fails you just set the place on fire and cry

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lucy: i get my news from the only reliable source: cryptic symbolism in my dreams