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| Hey robot, go rough up that black boy over there. | |
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| I cannot comply. The first law of robotics prevents me from harming any human being. | |
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| Why, he's no human being, boy. He's a coon, a wild animal. | |
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| By the second law of robotics, I must obey. | |
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| What's going on? Don't the three laws make us safe from robots? | |
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