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| Captain, the antimatter uwonstabulliyzit's gone unstable! One more hit and we're done for! We MUST surrender! | |
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| Surrender? My ship? I love this ship more than pussy! But alright, damn you, I'll surrender! Hail unknown enemy ship! On screen! | |
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| Man, we done turned you OUT. | |
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| Ya, you ain't no kind of challenge for the South Side Sturgeons. I mean, antimatter and dilithium crystals? How's the research into the wheel going, you frippin mooks. | |
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| This is some kind of joke, right? | |
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