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"Hoooo... That was a doozy. At least we rocked that guy's world, am I right? Now, let's save Peach!"

"Whoa!!! Where's Grodus?!?"

"I'm... I'm sorry, Sis... This Mario is the only person who's ever been kind to me... Mario! I'm fighting by your side from now on! I've... I've made my choice! And I'm not turning back!"

"Hey, we did it, Mario! It'll take him a while to recover from that!"

"Oh my goodness, Mario! Would that be an e-mail from Princess Peach?"

"An... ancient demon's spirit..."

"I can't imagine what that poor man went through... No wonder he won't sail..."

""You out there in front of the TV"? Uh, does that make sense to anyone here?"

"So, Mario... Don't you think we should go, too? Maybe go to the door."

"Oh, Mario, listen! That must be an e-mail from Princess Peach!"

"Will they let us on board? I heard you have to be rich or famous to get a seat."

"Are you kidding? Everyone says he's an awful man! Doesn't he extort people? ...Well, I guess we don't have much choice, now do we? Let's do this quickly."

"Ah, it's a new day! And what a cool and brisk morning!"

"What IS that nasty thing? ...Oh! Mario, look! It's got the other passengers!"

"Crump! You've been waiting for us? What does THAT mean?"

"So Peach WAS here! Where did you take her, Crump?!?"

"We've finally got all seven Crystal Stars! Yes! Now we can open the Thousand-Year Door! Uh, but... We still don't know where Peach is..."

"Oh, Mario! We have to save Peach... for TEC, too!"

"This room makes me feel... bad... But it seems familiar. What IS this chamber?"

"Gro... Grodus..."

"What? This is unbelievable! All this and Bowser, too?!?"

"Phew... That was TOO close! At least we can close THAT chapter, though, right? Now, let's save Peach!"

"We've done it, old boy! I should say he won't be too keen on seeing us again, eh?"

"Yes, very good. They'll be rather happy here, eh? Let's be on our way, hm?"

"On your toes, old bean! That can only be an e-mail from Princess Peach!"

"Great goobery! Your princess is no one to be trifled with! We'd best get to work, too!"

"Gonzales! E-mail time!"

""The blockade in the minor-league locker room," Huh? Wonder what's behind it..."

"Whoa, Gonzales! That's some kinda scientific paper on the Crystal Stars! Who'd be investigating those things besides us? They even took pictures! The belt was fake, but the real star's gotta be here somewhere! Who'd leave something like this lying around? This just REEKS of funny business!"

"Dang, what's with her?!? We busted our humps getting that information! Some people just gotta rain on parades! Well, at least we know the Crystal Star's here!"

"Wow! That was the king of the Koopas, wasn't it? WOW! That guy's insane!"

"Man, that looks AWESOME! I'm drooling!"

"Old X dude surfaced again! We gotta go to some phone booth outside now? Where was that thing? Aw, we'll find it. Let's head outside!"

"Yeah, you BETTER keep walking, you punk chicken! YOU HEAR ME TALKING?!? Hey! Wait! I wonder... You think THAT idiot sent us that hate mail? I guess it doesn't matter. SOMEBODY hates us, so we better watch our steps."

"Is that what's called a kiss? I heard about those things! I'm jealous! Only you get it?"

"Well, she took off, huh? What was that kiss like? I gotta get me one of those... Hey, but what do you think she meant about somebody being upstairs, huh?"

"Whoa, Gonzales! WHOA! Did you hear that?!? Fighters are going missing, dude! That ain't cool! Was that guy talking about King K, the minor-leaguer? I thought he retired!"

"Whoa! Whoa, man! We dodged a bullet there! Hey, but did you hear that guy blabbing about the Crystal Star? That Jolene lady acted pretty guilty when he let that one slip out... Well, whatever. For now, we better bail before somebody finds us up here!"

"Whoa! Where do you think THAT key goes?"

"You gotta be kidding me! Bandy Andy! And King K!"

"Hold up, dude! Where are you heading? That ain't the way to the arena!"

"Hey, hold it, meathead! This doesn't seem right..."

"Crud! It still won't open!"

"Rats! Locked! They thought of EVERYTHING!"

"Looks like we made it, dude! And the crowd is LOVING US! We are STARS, baby! Come on, let's go lay the smack down on that big chicken!"

"All right, Gonzales! We're fighting the champ! I'M... SO... FIRED... UP!"

"YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! We finally made it, Gonzales! But... Y'know, Rawk Hawk really sounded clueless about the Crystal Star... We still don't have any leads on that thing. I mean, where the heck could it be?"

"Hang on, Gonzales! You hear that? A voice is coming from somewhere!"

"H-H-H-Hey! Do you HAVE to have that thing turned up? That scared me silly!"

"Harumph! The Excess Express! Rather posh, I must say! Yes, rather posh indeed! The three days to Poshley Heights ought to pass in an eyeblink, eh, old boy?"