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They All Knew Each Other
They Call It Murder
They Call Me Mister Tibbs!
They Called Him Mostly Harmless
They Cloned Tyrone
They Come at Night, Mostly
They Come from the Center of the World
They Have Changed Their Face
They Have Only One Name
They Met in the Dark
They Might Be Giants
They Only Kill Their Masters
They Won't Forget
They're All in Hell
They're Trying to Kill Me
Thief and Chess
Thief and Chess
Things Can Only Get Better
Things many have eyes seen
Think Fast, Mr. Moto