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In the meantime, however, as president of the colonies...
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- I'm giving you a direct order... - You don't give orders on this ship!
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- to provide men and equipment! - Hold on, Colonel.
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At least give us a couple of disaster pods, huh?
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Us?
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Sir, we have 50,000 people out there. Fifty thousand.
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Some of them are sick, some are wounded.
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Two disaster pods, Colonel. You can do that.
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Because you're the old man's son and because he's gonna be...
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so damned happy you're alive.
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Okay. Twopods. But no personnel.
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You get them yourselves and you distribute them yourselves.