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The whole turn of our conversation is completely shot to pieces.
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I'm the father of a baby who'll be born to me from my fantasy woman,
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who I see solely in my head.
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My fantasy woman, by the way, who stopped being my fantasy.
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You're not my fantasy anymore.
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No, sadly now you're nothing more than a common tease.
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I never said I would bear the child.
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Wonderful! More doubletalk. More mind games.
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All right, then who is it gonna be?
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Who's going to bear our secret love child?
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It's not Starbuck, is it?
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Careful, Gaius, you're in dangerous territory now.