This page has transcriptions of Hans Moleman's dialogue.
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c_hiding_2_convinit_mol_l4m4.rsd
Shh! I'm hiding from the police. If the police find me out past curfew, they'll throw me in jail! I won't survive another night in jail.
c_hiding_4_convinit_mol_l4m4.rsd
Talk to Abe, he mentioned crop circles once. Hurry up and get to the home before the police lock the doors.
hans_moleman Folder
p_hitbyc_mol_01.rsd
All I know is pain.
p_hitbyc_mol_02.rsd
I have fluid in my lungs.
p_hitbyc_mol_03.rsd
Ow, I hit my head.
p_hitbyc_mol_04.rsd
My brain is bleeding.
p_hitbyc_mol_05.rsd
I don't have insurance!
p_hitbyc_mol_again.rsd
Not again.
p_hitbyw_mol_01.rsd
My wrinkles hurt.
p_hitbyw_mol_cold.rsd
Cold, so cold.
p_hitbyw_mol_dead.rsd
I'm all dead inside.
p_nhitbyc_mol_alone.rsd
I'm so alone.
p_nhitbyc_mol_life.rsd
This was the highlight of my life.
p_nhitbyc_mol_loser.rsd
Missed me! Loser!