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You've got to help him.
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Say something, Gaius.
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Tell me you won't have racial epithets used in your presence.
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I'm very sorry.
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I was going to tell the Colonel there's nothing I can do.
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The Cylon detector I developed doesn't work. Clearly.
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No.
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You've got to help him.
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Your child's gonna be half toaster.
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How does that make you feel?
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Nothing could make me happier.
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I just don't know what I'd possibly say. Excuse me.