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| - Insult 1: Face it, you're finished!
* Zombie head: I'll never tell ye anythin'! Insult 2: Yo momma has enough chins for 99 ranged!
* Zombie head: Leave me mother out of this! Insult 3: You've got no-body to help you!
* Zombie head: Do ye think I'm scared of ya? Nose pinch: Nose pinch!
* Zombie head: Arr, ye've made me nose sore, cretin! Pig nose: Pig nose!
* Zombie head: Aaaaargh, me poor, sore nose!
* Shake: Shake!
* Zombie head: Arr! Enough! I'll talk!
* Player: Tell me what you know! Who sent you?
* Zombie head: Ye've made some powerful enemies thanks to that inquisitive nose o' yours, Player. I was sent here to eliminate ye on behalf o' the one most powerful.
* Player: Give me the name!
* Zombie head: Ye know of whom I speak, Player! Captain of This Albatross, condemned to the depths by those friend a yourn. He's back to wreak his vengeance on all o' ye!
* Player: Rabid Jack!
* Zombie head: Aye, Player. Ye've caught his eye with all the trouble ye've been causing us.
* Player: What are his plans? Tell me now!
* Zombie head: I'm one o' many, [player name]. Tell me how ye think Mos Le'Harmless will fare against an army o' us barrelchests!
* Player: ...
* Zombie head: That's right! They be bein' made even as we speak! Ye're doomed! All doomed!
* Player: Where's the factory? Where are they being made?
* Zombie head: I'll never tell ya, even through torture worse than ye've already given me!
* Player: Aaaaaaaaaaargh! I need to warn Bill Teach as soon as possible!
* Player: And you're coming with me.
* Zombie head: What? Ye can't be serious!
* Chatbox: You stuff the still protesting zombie head into your pack!
* Zombie head: Let me out of this bag, curse ye!
* Player: Never! You're coming with me to Bill Teach!
* Zombie head: Argh! There be fluff in the bottom o' yer bag! It be gettin' in me nose!
* Player: Good.
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