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| Hawke, I need you and Santini to run a mission for me! | |
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| Nay, Archangel, I have fields to plow and a barn to raise. | |
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| Please, Hawke, it's a matter of national security. | |
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| Widow Kauffman's barn won't raise itself, ye know. | |
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| Okay, Stringfellow, we've switched clothes and facial expressions. I'll go plow Widow Kauffman. You go save those hostages. | |
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