All around the Sta-actus plant, the stalker chased the bandit. The stalker thought 'twas all in fun -- POP! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Goes the bandit! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Oh haiiii! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Roland told me you were comin’ -- I still owe him for all that buttcrap with General Rancid. So, you gotta hijack a train, hunh? Chiiiilds play! Lemme introduce you to my ladies. <Ep7 - Pt3>
This here's Mushy Snugglebites, and this is Felicia Sexopants. These fiiiine-ass womens could stop that train for yas, but I'ma need their badonkadonks first, and they got stoled by the bandits a few days ago. Go get em! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Naptime! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Stay out, sucka! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Dis MY house! Step off! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Come on iiiii-iiiiin! You're missin' the fun! <Ep7 - Pt3>
You disarmed my proxy-boomer? Damn, girl. You got skillz to pay the billzzzzzzzzzz. <Ep7 - Pt3>
You disarmed ALL my mines? Why you gotta be like that, boo? <Ep7 - Pt3>
Ahahaah! Burn all the babies! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Why you usin' all my fuel, girl? I need that stuff to heat up my bath water. Mushy Snugglebites LOVES herself a warm bath, if-you-know-what-I'm-sayin-oh-I-know-you-do-that's-right-up-TOP. <Ep7 - Pt3>
That's Mushy Snugglebites's badonkadonk. She's my main squeeze. Lady's got a gut fulla dynamite and a booty like POW. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Got the badonkadonks? Best day evaaaa. Bring 'em back here and I'll use 'em to make some fine-ass damsels who can hijack that train for yas. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Awesome! Just a secco. This gon' be good. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Getcho butt outta my workshop, man. I gotsta be aloooone for this. <Ep7 - Pt3>
You gonna get outta my workshop or am I gonna have to shank a bitch? <Ep7 - Pt3>
(singing) Get-outta-my-shop-or-I'll-punch-yo-butt. That's-how-Tiny-Tina-roll. <Ep7 - Pt3>
That's right. Twin sisters, man. Hhhohhhhhh. Take 'em. Take 'em take 'em take 'em. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Just put my damsels near the choo-choo track and set ‘em off! Good plan? Great plan! <Ep7 - Pt3>
(loud, long snoring) <Ep7 - Pt3>
(grunt of exertion, like sawing) <Ep7 - Pt3>
Oh daaaaayum, you lookin' good, ladies. Let's get to work. <Ep7 - Pt3>
(singing) Put a little bomb in the hot-ass damsel, blow stuff up and make people die. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Squishy. Squishy squishy squishy. <Ep7 - Pt3>
(singing) I'm a little teapot, bloody and cut/Here is my handle, here is my butt. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Damn, Mushy Snugglebites. You lookin’ FOIIIINE. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Boosh! Just poke their bellies when you want me to set the ‘splosives off. I gotta do it remotely. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Oh snaps -- I hear the train a-comin! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Poke they bellies, man. Gotsta get dis STARTED. <Ep7 - Pt3>
Counting down! Ten! Nine! <Ep7 - Pt3>
I got bored, we're doing it NOW! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Blast that train, Mushy! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Sexopants, GO! <Ep7 - Pt3>
Uh...whoops. <Ep7 - Pt3>
(rapping) Climb the pipe to the train, or you'll go insane. That's a rap song I wrote. <Ep7 - Pt3>
My bad. Still, that was AWWWESOME! <Ep7 - Pt3>
I'm suddenly sad and I don't know why! <Ep7 - Pt3>
You fightin? Cool, cool. You can use my mines on that suckabutt if you wanna. <Ep7 - Pt3>
You fightin? Cool, cool. You can use my rockets on that suckabutt if you wanna. <Ep7 - Pt3>
(making a song out of it) Runnin’ runnin’ runnin’, I’m runnin’ over here. Run-run-run-run run. <Ep7 - Pt4>
That's right, bitches -- my big brudder's about to teach you some MANNERS. Nobody steals Mushy Snugglebites' badonkadonk and lives! <Ep7 - Pt4>
Sup, sucka? It's Tina. I wrote you a poem and it goes a little somethin' like this BREAK IT DOWN. Ahem. Kill Jack. Kill Jack kill Jack kill Jack KIIIILL JAAAAACK! (beat.) Kill Jack. A poem by Tiny Tina. <Ep17 - Pt4>
...Roland's dead? Thank you for…thank you for telling me. (Pause.) Please go now. <BearBadNews>
Here -- I was saving this for a rainy day, but I hope it can help you take down Jack. Please go now. <BearBadNews>
(sobbing) <BearBadNews>
Daddy, what's going on? <DocOrders>
Mommy? <DocOrders>
Mommy, what's happening -- <DocOrders>
Daddy, I'm scared-- <DocOrders>
Sup, sucka? Got a very important tea party coming up, but my date is missing AND I AM NOT GOING STAG DON’T EVEN SUGGEST IT. His name is Sir Reginald Von Bartlesby, a local aristocrat and purveyor of the fine arts. I believe his mother has forbidden him from speaking with me. You will convince her to release him into my custody. <InvitePrincess>
Please excuse Madame Von Bartlesby’s disposition. She’s Welsh. <InvitePrincess>
Take that, you stuck up BIOTCH. Now go get Sir Reginald. We have so many things to discuss. <InvitePrincess>
You got Sir Reginald! Now I just need you to find Princess Fluffybutt, and get me some scrap metal from the buzzards so you can make me a teapot. Just blow up some buzzards and pick up the flamey bits. <InvitePrincess>
That's enough scrap metal to make a teapot! Shorty, you da best. You-da you-da best. <InvitePrincess>
You got Princess Fluffybutt ? Oh man. This party is gonna be off the chizzo, for rizzo. <InvitePrincess>
Oh, and feel free to get some crumpets on the way. Crumpets are cruuuunk. <InvitePrincess>
Gonna eat so many goddamn crumpets. It's gonna be a crumpocalypse. <InvitePrincess>
Sup, boo. Please place the guests in their rrrrrespective seats. <InvitePrincess>
So good to see you, Sir Reginald! Let’s gossip. <InvitePrincess>
Oh, hey, sucka -- I got some stuff fo' youuuu ta doooooo. <InvitePrincess>
Fluffybutt, you are lookin' gooooood. <InvitePrincess>
Now, to invite the guest of honor! <InvitePrincess>
Sir Reginald is only one of the many illustrious guests who will be attending my tea party. I have also invited Princess Fluffybutt, who has gazongas like you would not be-lieeeeve. You'll be roundin' her up lataz. <InvitePrincess>
GAAAH. Here I am about to throw a tea party and the guest of honor is missing! Do me a flava and lure our guest to the party or I'll eat your babies. His name's Flesh-stick, by the by. The by. <InviteRSVP>
There he is -- Flesh-stick, the guest of honor. You just lure him back to my abode, and I'll do the rest. <InviteRSVP>
(sing-songy) Seein' him makes me scared as crap and I don't -- remember -- whyyyy. <InviteRSVP>
Don't hurt our guest too much, bucko. Can't attend a tea party if you're dead! <InviteRSVP>
Looks like Flesh-stick stopped followin' yo fine ass. Best give him a poke so he'll start runnin' after yas again. <InviteRSVP>
GAAAH! I told you not to kill him! Blegh. It's okay. I still love you. <InviteRSVP>
Flesh-stick's lookin' pretty wounded, bra. Better lay off shootin' him. <InviteRSVP>
You're cordially invited, bitch! <InviteRSVP>
Good job, friendo. Flesh-stick's gettin' sucked through the tunnels as we speak. Let's talk! <InviteRSVP>
Flesh-stick's in the men's. Gettin' all pretty for the big occasion. <InviteRSVP>
Time for the party! You're gonna be the waiter. Hit Mister Sparks over there to bring in mista Flesh-stick. <InviteTeaParty>
When you're ready to start the party, please smack mister Flesh-stick in his bitch face. <InviteTeaParty>
Oh, I forgot to mention -- I'm inviting Flesh-stick's friends, too. Make sure they don't get too rowdy and break the generator! <InviteTeaParty>
I agree, Princess. It is a bit cold for this time of year. What do you think, Mister Flesh-stick? <InviteTeaParty>
Mm. Quite. <InviteTeaParty>
Please continue to greet Flesh-stick's friends in the manner to which you are accustomed. <InviteTeaParty>
What was that, Princess? I can't hear you over the sound of Fleshstick's friends. They are being quite rude. <InviteTeaParty>
Another crumpet, Princess? <InviteTeaParty>
Garcon, Mister Sparks is takin' a lot of damage and it is RUINING MY DINING EXPERIENCE. <InviteTeaParty>
Mister Sparks is halfway dead, waiter! I would request you protect it a teensy bit more efficiently! <InviteTeaParty>
Mister Sparks is almost dead! And I haven't even served dessert yet! <InviteTeaParty>
NO! Mister Sparks is dead -- this tea party is OVER! <InviteTeaParty>
Well -- that was quite an enjoyable tea party. Garcon? A word. <InviteTeaParty>
Ahem. If you did not hear me, garcon, I requested that you smack that sucka in his piehole to start the festivities. <InviteTeaParty>
Now to bode farewell to Mister Flesh-stick. <InviteTeaParty>
Ah, the hour grows late. I'm afraid mister fleshstick must bid us adieu. <InviteTeaParty>
Best. Tea party. Eva. <InviteTeaParty>
What an interesting point, Monsieur Fleshstick! Mister Sparks, what do you think? <InviteTeaParty>
Ya ya ya. Party party party. Best day eva. Party party party. So much party. Party party party. Party-til-you-drop. Say it again! <InviteTeaParty>
I read the most EXTRAORDINARY thing the other day, Sir Reginald. Something about slag experimentation -- I forget the details. <InviteTeaParty>
Fleshstick! How DARE you interrupt Sir Reginald?! <InviteTeaParty>
Best tea party ever. <InviteTeaParty>
Do you enjoy the tea, Mister Fleshtick? It is imported from the savage lands of the East. <InviteTeaParty>
Why thank you, Princess Fluffybutt. I rather enjoy its taste myself. <InviteTeaParty>
Dunno why, but that felt pretty good! Pretty ace. <InviteTeaParty>
Fluffybutt. Sir Reginald. I have heard some salacious rumors about the two of you -- is there any truth to them? <InviteTeaParty>
Don't be ridiculous, Fluffybutt -- you can trust me! I shall never gossip! <InviteTeaParty>
Fleshstick! Let us discuss current affairs. <InviteTeaParty>
Well, that's HARDLY appropriate tea party conversation. Mister Sparks? <InviteTeaParty>
Really? Go on! <InviteTeaParty>
Fluffybutt -- you never told me you were getting ENGAGED! Who's the lucky man? <InviteTeaParty>
I must say, darling, you're marrying beneath yourself. You could do much better. <InviteTeaParty>
Yo yo yo yo yo. Less' blow stuff up. <MineAllMine>
Lilith told me there's a train fulla money comes around here. Sounds like a job for high explosives, am I right? I got some boomers in the back. Git 'em. <PrettyTrainRob>
When you made it rain I was like DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN. <PrettyTrainRob>
(cute yawning noise) <TinyTina - NPC - Yawn>
Still workin' on it? Alright. <TinyTina - Quest - During>
WHYYY are you not done with that quest I sent you on? Just kidding it's cool. <TinyTina - Quest - During>
Still doin' that thing? That's cool. <TinyTina - Quest - During>
Sup sup sup sup sup sup sup. Got a job. Got a job. <TinyTina - Quest - New>
I got stuff I need done, boyee. <TinyTina - Quest - New>
Alright boy, let's do this. <TinyTina - Quest - New>
No new jobs for yaz. <TinyTina - Quest - No - New>
Nah, I'm good. <TinyTina - Quest - No - New>
I got nothinnnnnn. For youuuu. <TinyTina - Quest - No - New>
Hehehe. <TinyTina - Quest - NPC - Mumble>
ew ew ew ew ew. <TinyTina - Quest - NPC - Mumble>
Son of a BUTTSACK. <TinyTina - Quest - NPC - Mumble>
I. Am. The Best. <TinyTina - Quest - NPC - Mumble>
Ffffffuuuuu. <TinyTina - Quest - NPC - Mumble>
Supsupsup, huggabutt. Got jobz fo yaz. Getcho butt to Tundra Express and we'll talk. Kay byeeeeeeeeeeee. <TinyTina - Quest - NPC - Reminder>
You so good, you so fine. You really really blow my mind. <TinyTina - Quest - Turn - In>
Das' great. You did great. <TinyTina - Quest - Turn - In>
That job was ace. You were so ace. <TinyTina - Quest - Turn - In>
(humming aimlessly) <TinyTina - Quest - UI - Idle>
(random, guttural noise) <TinyTina - Quest - UI - Idle>
So much missionzzzzz. <TinyTina - Quest - UI - Idle>
Hey. Vault hunter. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey vault hunter. (beat.) Sup. <TinyTina - Quest - UI - Idle>
How you doin', boo? <TinyTina - Quest - UI - Idle>
Girl, you fine. You know it. <TinyTina - Quest - UI - Idle>

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