Freddy: I wonder why the ghosts won't talk to us.
Golden: Maybe they're homophobic.
Freddy: We're not gay, Golden.
Shadow Freddy randomly materializing: We're not?
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Toy Freddy: I like listening to the rain. It's peaceful.
Shadow Freddy: And it'll clean up murder!
Shadow Bonnie: You wouldn't need the rain to clean it up if you used an icicle as a weapon.
Toy Freddy: What is wrong with both of you?
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Foxy: You're going to hate yourself tomorrow if you stay up again.
Jeremy: Jokes on you, I'm going to hate myself no matter what.
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Golden: Do you consider me as a friend?
Fritz: Yeah! What else would I consider you?
Golden: I don't know. An embarrassment? A way to rebel against your parents? A desperate cry for help? The list is endless.
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Freddy: Repeat after me; I..
Golden: I..
Freddy: Will find a healthy coping method..
Golden: Will continue to bottle up my feelings..
Freddy: Motherfucker-
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Rockstar Freddy: What's your biggest fear?
Lefty: I have arachnophobia.
Molten: You don't want spiders to get married..?
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Lefty: Please explain why I came back to all the tables being rearranged and the bathroom being on fire.
Molten: You are like...83% of my impulse control.
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Withered Foxy: If you listen closely to dishwashers, you can hear the slurping of hundreds of tongues inside, cleaning off the dishes.
Withered Chica: I'm not a violent person, but I'm about to be.
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Mike: What's wrong?
Springtrap: Everywhere I go I can still hear them..
The dead kids: *angry muttering*
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Fritz: What are you doing here? I told you to leave an hour ago.
Shadow Bonnie: I don't play hard to get. I play hard to get rid of.
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Rockstar Freddy: You don't look great. Have you been drinking?
Henry: Not even alcohol can end my sorrow.
Rockstar Bonnie: Well obviously you're not drinking enough. Helpy, go get the vodka!
Rockstar Freddy: NO!
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Golden: If anything happened to you, I'd burn this place to the ground. Even if it's something small.
Freddy: See this is why I hide all of my injuries from you.
Bonnie: Freddy, is your leg doing okay? You hit it pretty hard earlier.
Freddy: SHH-
Golden: *lighting a match* You what.
Freddy: GOLDEN NO-
