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Goodbye, Counselor.
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I can't give up on her.
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I can't let her go.
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I've lost my objectivity.
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And now that I see that, I have no choice.
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Tell the Quorum that I am relinquishing command, effective immediately.
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No man is perfect.
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No man is less perfect than a candidate for high office.
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Thus,
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the ranks of likely suspects is winnowed to none.
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What if we're going about this backwards, hey, Lance?
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What if, instead of picking names and finding fault,