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Well, this mission has gone pear-shaped, indeed.
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Prepare to hyperjump on my mark.
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Bugger the dovecoats, inspector.
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We're too late! Blorgons!
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Eradicate! Eradicate!
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Our quantum blasters are useless against their armor.
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We're as cooked as Lord Nelson's mutton, we are.
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Not if I can help it.
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I'll see you on the other side inspector...wherever that is.
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Don't you mean "Whenever that is"?
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Take that, Blorgon scum!
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You'll blo-gon me for this later.