Edward Nygma:
Rise and shine, little guinea pig.
Fred Stickley:
[fiding himself strapped into the Box]
What are you doing, Nygma? Untie me!
Edward Nygma:
[wearing another Box]
This won't hurt a bit. At least, I don't think it will.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:26