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Revamplin' Gramplin - p9

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[June: "There are so many things wrong with what you're doing right now." Gramplin: "Whatever do you mean?"] [Moctor Marloon, measuring Lisa Rose's head with calipers: "Ooo! You'll be just right... for the show, of course..."] [June: "Why can't you just let this go?" Gramplin: "Oh, June. You'll understand when you're dead." Hillary: "Eh. Debatable."] [June: "How's this? If I can find a more accurate depiction of your life, you'll drop this."] [Gramplin: "Well, I'll certainly never refuse someone taking interest in my life."] [Gramplin, re-hooding into Mamplin: "Fine. If your version is better, I'll admit defeat-- which is something I never have done alive or dead!"] [June and Mamplin shake on it.] [Mamplin: "Now, if you'll excuse me-- _I have a play to save!_"]

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[Gramplin, hoodie-ing out of Mamplin's mouth: "Hey, June, it's me!" June: "Of course it's you! What do you think you're doing here?"] [Gramplin: "I'm setting history right!" June: "By lying? And why did you rope everyone into this?"] [June: "And, Hillary, why are you here?" Hillary: "Eh, We didn't have enough fresh corpses around, but I figured why not come along for the wild ride?" June: "Um, because you're supposed to be working desk at the mortuary right now?"] [Gramplin: "Don't get all frampold, June. I found a suitable replacement."] [Catfield, holding up a beetle, in front a corpse that is oozing beetles: "Huh..."]

Revamplin' Gramplin - p7

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[Dramaturge: "Hello, students! I am your new director..."] [Dramaturge: "um..."] [Dramaturge: "Mulish...... Mamplin!"] [Mulish Mamplin: "And this is the rest of my crew: Marmen, Mmitri, and Moctor Marloon." Moctor Marloon: "Yes, I'm a _real_ Moctor!"] [Mampmlin: "We have NEW scripts for you! Here!"] [Student 1: "A new play so close to opening night?" Student 2: "This seems completely different." Student 3: "But who are we to question these self-proclaimed and unverified dramaturges?" June: "Mr. 'Mamplin?'"] [Mamplin: "Yes, girl whom I have never met."] [June: "May we speak... privately?"]

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