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You'll have to excuse my friend.
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He is under the deluded impression that he is amusing.
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Tell me. Your injury.
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Can you walk?
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Yes. I think so.
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Good. Then we shan't detain you any longer.
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I'm sure you're a good man, an excellent man,
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but I, for one, am not about to risk my neck to save yours.
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See that he's gone by the time I get back.
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Where are you going?
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That is none of your concern.
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So, what brings you... to Atlantis?