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| I'm sorry, Captain. Some strange force has overtaken my body. I must kill you. | |
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| LOOK, son. I'm... putting down MY weapon. | |
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| Doesn't matter. Must kill Kirk. | |
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| KIRK to writing... staff. This is... some GREAT stuff. Now get ME... the hell out! | |
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| Wait, Sir! I misheard the voices in my head. They're saying "krill" Kirk. | |
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| Nice TRY, red... shirt. Enjoy... your EXILE on this planet... filled with SAUCY space... whores. Wait... What DID that script... say? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! | |
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