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(This is a holographic communication. These two are really lightyears apart. Cool, eh?)
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| Commander Qezyx, I request permission to destroy the planet known as Earth. | |
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| You mean...the planet we were going to invade? | |
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| Sir, this is a crisis situation. We need to act immediately. | |
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| And planets blow up real good! | |
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| Get off the line, Terridex. You aren't helping. | |
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