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There's definitely air escaping
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through a crack over the FCC relay.
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Your breach is behind that.
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Starbuck reports Vipers are skosh ammo, Major.
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They're down to throwing rocks at the bastards.
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We've got to haul ass outta here now, sir. Sir!
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PILOT: Watch yourself, starboard side!
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Come on, Garner.
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BELLAMY: O2's in the red, Skipper. You're almost out of air.
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You got it! The pressure's coming back up!
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Now get the frak outta there! Come on!
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Air's gone, Skipper. Get out of there. Skipper!