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| No, sir. It seems that we are hopelessly lost. | |
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| That's Earth. Third planet from the Sun, and home of strange beings. | |
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| ACK! TURN THE SHIP AROUND! I HEARD THOSE FUCKERS ARE CRAZY! | |
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| I'm afraid we can't, sir. The tractor beam is pulling us in. | |
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