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Hours pass...
Trudy: It took a while, but Fooker's finally showing the effects of the alcohol...
Fooker: Yer mah besht friend...

Trudy: So simple an achilles' heel... If only I had known sooner. A sharp mind like mine never touches the stuff. It dulls the mind too much for an evil genius like me.

Trudy: It makes men into fools, even the brightest and strongest. I would never willingly murder my own brain cells. I can't afford such faults.
Chuck: Um...

Trudy: That's why *I* don't make mistakes.