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Man, my head is killing me.
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Cryosleep is a bitch.
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Yeah, four months feels more like ten years.
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Yeah, even Ramirez is starting to look good to me.
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Beat up, ladies? You're gonna need your strength.
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We've got six more months on this scrubby.
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You know what I miss most about Earth?
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A nice greasy plate of steak and eggs.
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Yeah, or some tacos in the XXX, Ramirez!
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Screw you, Blozowski!
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Any time, any where!
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You know what I miss?
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Cold beer! Crack one open, watch the sunset...
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Doesn't get any better than that.
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Hey, what about you, Kerby?
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I miss my little kitty cat.
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What the hell did he just say?
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I miss my little kitty cat.
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I miss his little face.
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Probably all squooshed up against the window waiting for his papa to come home.
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Alright, enough with the chitty-chat.
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Ramirez, status report.
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Airlock is secure and stable, Captain.
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Blozowski, navigation.
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Course bearing's on target, sir.
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We're in the pipe, five by five.
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McRitty, terraformers...
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Looks like the XXX are full capacity, sir.
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Kirby! O2 levels.
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I miss my little kitty cat.
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Sometimes I put a little hat on him and pretend he's a little man...
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My little business man...
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Then I give him a little kiss...
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A little business kiss...
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Kirby, I need you to get your head in the game, ok, son?
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We got a lot of prep before we sit down on that big red rock
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and I need you to focus.
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Copy that, Captain.
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I just miss my little kitty cat.
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Captain, what's going on with this guy?
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Yeah! Can we talk about this dude?
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He's supposed to be one of Earth's top scientists,
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and hasn't said one scientific thing yet.
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Science says kittens are the cutest.
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What?
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I swear I'm loosing it!
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This guy's driving me space crazy!
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Kirby, if I were you, I would stow the cat stuff ASAP.
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When I put his food down, he runs in the kitchen, he just slides past his bowl
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like a little TomCat Cruise in Frisky Business.
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Hell no! Let's put him in a pot and shoot him into space.
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Sometimes I open my sock drawer and he's snuck in there like a little prowler.
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Only he's not stealing nothing.
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He's just all snuggled up
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taking a little sock nap.
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Y'all, Capt, I'm about to lay him out!
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Yeah, let's do it!
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I've got enough of this guy.
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Alright, alright. Stand down.
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Look, I'm after this little bitch as much as the rest of you
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but every man, woman and child on Earth is counting on this bucket of bolts
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to make it to Mars,
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that means we're gonna work together
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or you can kiss the human race goodbye.
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Are we clear?
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Yes, Captain.
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Kirby? Are we clear?
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Yeah.
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But I told a little fib.
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I don't miss my little kitty cat.
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How can I miss him if I brought him?
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Kirby, please, tell me you did not sneak an animal aboard this vessel.
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I did.
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I wanted to talk him up a lot so we could make a grand entrance.
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You wanna meet my little kitty cat?
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Fine!
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Just get it over with.
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He's been in my duffle this whole time.
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Oh my God!
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No!
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He's not breathing!
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My little kitty cat.
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He's all dried up.
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His little head won't stay on.
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His neck isn't connected.
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Something went wrong.
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I hate this trip.
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I hate it so much...
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Oh, it's just my little neck pillow.
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Oh man, I was really hoping that cat would be dead.
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Me too...
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Look what I've found!
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XXX my real kitty cat.
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Introducing Fuzz Aldrin!
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Say HI everybody!
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Hi, Fuzz Aldrin.
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Now, if you'll excuse me, we have to look at the pretty stars.
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Oh, look, there is the Milky Way.
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Oh, you like milk.
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That's when you meow the loudest...
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You go "meow, meow"... That's what you sound like...
