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You must be joking! Is that all you've got?
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How sad... If you'd just except your destiny, you would become the most powerful fighter.
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You... That's enough from you. I...!
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Think about it. Until we meet next time...
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What? No...
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What the hell is this?... I don't even feel like I won.
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That fool... How can you bring me down like this...?.
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Hey, rookie? Why so depressed? You won!
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Do I... Do I have to bear his burden for the rest of my life?
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Just as I can only live my life as Terry Bogard, you're only able to live your life as Rock Howard.
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Terry...?
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See it's like this. Geese Howard might be a man you hate, but the fact that you're his son won't change.
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Now granted you may have a hard time with that.
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Rock, you can't escape your own life. You can't make someone else carry that burden either.
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That's just... that's just something you are gonna have to deal with.
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You know... what I'm trying to say here is that no matter how hard you try, you just can't escape from your past.
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Aw, do whatever you wanna do. I mean what am I doing here? Who am I to tell you how to live?
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Hey man, I really do appreciate all the info, but well you know... your childhood was different from mine. A lot different.
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Let's go home, Terry... to Southtown.
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