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At the beach, R2-D2 meets a beautiful (and natural) redhead.
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| If that's supposed to be a pickup line, save it. We'd have to be the last two people on Earth, charged with repopulating the human race, before I'd sleep with you, R2. | |
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Several flawed foreign policies and one nuclear war later ...
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| Well, now we're the last two people on Earth. | |
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| So it seems. But I still fail to see why I be concerned about that in any appreciable way. | |
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and R2 learns that nuclear holocaust isn't all it's cracked up to be.
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| Well, you said, "We'd have to be the last two people on Earth ... before [you'd] sleep with [me]." Well, here we are. | |
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| And you thought I was serious? Gawd, you're pathetic. | |
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