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Come on, Starbuck, you can do it.
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That smarts.
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That smarts, but I don't care.
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You don't care.
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I don't care, because your pain is my entertainment.
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Your crutches of death, sir. Use them wisely.
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Shut up.
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It's gonna hurt like hell, but it's supposed to.
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Thanks, Doc.
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No pain, no gain.
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No clich? Left unturned
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as Kara Thrace returns to the world of the walking.