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His ship was gone.
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No ejection on dradis.
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No distress call.
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He was dead,
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so I left.
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But the lieutenant did eject, obviously, and somehow survived
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in his ejection seat long enough
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for the Cylons to find him.
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Wow.
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Could you both give us a moment, please?
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Thank you, Tory, and thank you very much, Lieutenant,
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I appreciate it. Madam President.