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| - Samos: In the great struggle of good versus evil there is often more to a hero than meets the eye. Just as the plants have their hidden roots, and rocks, when turned over, reveal their dark underbelly with all manner of surprises, so too is the great story of Jak and his epic fight to save Haven City. Every mother's child has heard this story well, but most have heard only half the tale. For as great as Jak was, he would never have succeeded without his often forgotten but faithful sidekick, Daxter. (The scene changes to modern day Haven City) Osmo: But... But... please. Don't leave now.
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| - Samos: In the great struggle of good versus evil there is often more to a hero than meets the eye. Just as the plants have their hidden roots, and rocks, when turned over, reveal their dark underbelly with all manner of surprises, so too is the great story of Jak and his epic fight to save Haven City. Every mother's child has heard this story well, but most have heard only half the tale. For as great as Jak was, he would never have succeeded without his often forgotten but faithful sidekick, Daxter. In my many years as a sage, and trust me it's a big number, I've learned one very important truth. Behind every great hero... there is always a wisecracking... obnoxious... nincompoop! This is his story. (The scene changes to modern day Haven City) Employee: I can't do this anymore! It's too dangerous. Osmo: But... But... please. Don't leave now. Employee: Forget it! find another crazy sucker! Ok? Osmo: Oh... Daxter: Ahh! Erol: Forget the rat! The Baron wants him. Daxter: Don't worry Jak! I'll save you before you know it! Daxter: Ommph! Guard: What was that? Where did he go? Osmo: Oh? Where did who go? Guard: That little, crazy orange... whatever he is. I'll show him! Osmo: Umm... Two years later, almost... Daxter: And there I was, toe to toe with five... er... fifty-five of the nastiest lurkers you ever saw. Suddenly, they came at me from the left, so I moved to the right, with a chop and a kick and a... aaagghh! Daxter: Wait... come back. I've got more! After I fell down to confuse the lurkers, I then... ooohhhh... Osmo: Can you speak up, son? My ears aren't what they used to be. Tell us the one about how you can knock guards silly with a single blow. Daxter: What... I can? Oh yeah.. yeah yeah... Those guards don't stand a chance against the ol' one two... Osmo: Yes, I'm pleased to meet you also. I'm Osmo, proprietor and chief spray technologist for the Kridder Ridder extermination company. Let me get right to brass tacks, young man. I need someone like you ...someone with your ingenuity... Daxter: That's me! Osmo: Someone with your strength... Daxter: That's right! Osmo: Your resourcefulness... Daxter: Yup... got it! Osmo: Your bravery in the face of certain death... Daxter: What! Okay, Move along, old man. You had me at 'hello' ...but you had to push it! Osmo: In short, would you like a job working for me? I'll make it worth your while. Daxter: Forget it buddy! I don't know nothing about exterminating, and I hate bugs! Although I could always fake it. Osmo: Eh what? You'll take it? Wonderful! Meet me at the shop tomorrow. And welcome, welcome aboard!
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