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Nothing's been decided.
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And what? You trust Starbuck to make the right decision?
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'Cause she's out of control.
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SAM: Well, what are you saying?
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We are running on fumes, Anders.
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In two days, we are gonna be overdue
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for our rendezvous with the Fleet.
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We gotta do something before she takes us all down with her.
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Are you talking mutiny?
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'Cause that's sure what it sounds like.
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You want to tear this ship apart,
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then keep riling up the crew making your crazy Starbuck cracks.