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I got you, baby.
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We're going to get you out of this.
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Aim for her gun, Charlie. Aim for her gun.
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This is Captain Hiller. We hijacked a couple of alien fighters.
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- Yeah! - Yes!
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Do not shoot at us. We're the ones trailing smoke.
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Roger that, Captain Hiller.
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- Yes! - Come on, get her.
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Shoot her down!
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Whitmore destroyed the queen's ship
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and his daughter knocked out her shield.
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Now listen up. They're going for our molten core.