1. T minus ten seconds to engagement.
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3. - Lo-Fat's goin' off!
- Gonna kill! Gonna kill!
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4. Stay out of my way, geeks. Going to
the next level today. I'm a death machine.
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5. combat ready.
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6. guerrilla units
in immediate vicinity of insertion module.
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7. Whoo! Yeah!
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8. Let's do this!
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9. Bring it on! Whoo!
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10. Look at these heart rates.
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11. If I don't let these boys out,
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16. Whoooo!
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17. - Do you see 'em?
- They're out there, geeks.
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18. Looking to fry your huevos.
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19. Call it. Retro! Call it!
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20. Now!
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21. Whoa! It's a total massacre out there.
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22. Phase two, geeks!
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23. - Ready, knuckleheads?
- Flank right!
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24. - Flank left!
- Go!
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25. Lo-Fat's down.
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26. - You got me, Moxie?
- Got you covered.
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27. - Retro's in.
- Adrenaline redline.
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28. The bloodthirst is unquenchable.
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29. Moxie? Who's there?
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30. - Who are you?
- I am Maitreya.
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31. This is my game.
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32. Agents Mulder and Scully, FBI.
We're expected.
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33. I need to scan your ID.
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34. Retina scan, please.
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35. Cool.
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36. Ma'am?
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37. I'll need you to look over
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38. "To protect all proprietary
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39. a private California corporation,
under the harshest penalty of law."
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40. Signature at the bottom, please.
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41. - FPS?
- First Person Shooter.
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42. - Video games.
- Digital entertainment.
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43. I can get in the Pentagon easier than this.
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44. Dudes! Agent Mulder, what's up, wild man?
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45. Welcome to the land
where silicon meets silicone.
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46. Can I get you a latte from the bar
or perhaps a bottle of designer H20?
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47. Scully?
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as to why we're here?
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the pulse of the new American gold rush.
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50. You're standing on the launch pad
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51. OK.
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52. - There's been a little accident.
- What kind of accident?
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53. Like an industrial accident.
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55. - It's not exactly clear.
- Was there equipment involved?
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56. - No.
- Yes.
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57. Yes and no.
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58. - What's your business here?
- Our business?
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59. We're consultants to FPS.
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60. Laneg did some programming for them.
He created the bad guys.
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61. Only the Euro-goons.
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62. We don't wanna give the idea
we're major profit participants.
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63. Cash or stock options?
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64. Options. Preferred rate.
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65. Vested with a short-term exercise against
venture collateral to bypass SEC regs.
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66. - The IPO's in a week.
- Game ships on Friday.
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67. 50 malls across the United States
and Japan.
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68. Only there's a dead body
between you and untold riches.
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69. I don't know about you guys
but I'd be checking my shorts for cake.
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70. - This man's been shot.
- No.
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71. When somebody is shot,
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73. There's no way anybody could
ever get a gun past security.
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76. - It emits a low-frequency...
- Just let me.
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The effect is intensely real, but harmless.
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78. You say this weapon is a toy, but this man
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79. Stun suit. See, it's rigged with paint
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80. Total bleeding-edge technology.
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81. - He's dead. I got it.
- Who was he playing against?
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82. Against the game. You waste
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83. It's all about body count.
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running on a projector.
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86. It's a total digital environment.
Nothing's real. It's all virtual.
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88. I was in the control booth with Ivan.
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89. Retro was in the zone.
His telemetry was solid.
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90. He looked unstoppable,
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91. when suddenly he was cooked meat.
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92. Well, the next call's
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93. No cops! No cops. You said no cops.
You said you had connections.
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94. Connections or not,
you've got a murder victim here.
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95. Just what the Wall Street money
dudes wanna read as we're going to market.
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96. - This is Special Agent Dana Scully...
- You said you were in the control booth?
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98. I'm still not sure we even saw it.
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99. One minute everything was perfect,
and then we crashed.
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100. Ivan and I were sitting here.
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101. It happened so fast.
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102. Moxie's covering Retro who's going inside
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103. And then - goosh.
Retro's vitals spike like he's been shot.
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104. And the system defaults.
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105. And they're right back in the game space.
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106. - Lo-Fat! Get over here!
- What happened?
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107. Retro?
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108. Lights up. Game over.
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109. What happened in there?
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110. We don't know. There's no res images
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111. What about the wire frame?
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112. Maybe I can. I'll strip down
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113. I mean, we've never mapped
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114. Retro was in noncombat space.
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115. - It's a chick.
- It can't be.
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116. Can you texture-wrap her?
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117. - Holy Toledo.
- She's packing a flintlock.
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118. That ain't all she's packing.
Can you print that out for me?
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119. Goddess.
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120. Let me get this straight. You've got
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121. no motive and no suspect.
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122. Scully?
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123. My partner. Agent Mulder.
This is Detective Lacoeur.
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124. - Have you got something?
- Yeah. Our killer, I believe.
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125. Hey, I'll put out an APB.
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126. For Frederick's of Hollywood.
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127. - Mulder, you're not serious?
- It's all in the computer.
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128. That's any voluptuous vixen
in any number of video games.
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129. But she's not in any video game, she's
in this one, and no one programmed her in.
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130. Yeah, but even if they had, she's not real.
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131. She's a character.
She's some immature hormonal fantasy.
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132. Darryl Musashi. You see who that is?
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133. Darryl Musashi.
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134. As I live and breathe.
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135. - Who's Darryl Musashi?
- The 0G. Original Guru.
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136. He slums as a game designer
when he's not contracted to the CIA.
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137. - The boy wonder of virtual mayhem.
- What's he doing here?
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138. Ivan must have called him
to go in and slay the ninja babe.
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139. Mulder, why does this game have the effect
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140. of reducing grown men
to moony adolescents?
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141. It's Darryl Musashi!
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142. - Mulder?
- Huh?
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143. Do you want me to autopsy the body?
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144. Immersion module in descent mode.
T minus 20 seconds.
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145. Pay attention, worms. Darryl Musashi will
show us how this is supposed to be played.
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146. I heard he scored 90 consecutive wins
on Demon Space Drifter.
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147. 91.
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148. Look at him. The man's a sphinx.
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149. T minus ten...
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150. nine... eight...
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155. Hey, Byers, you gotta see this.
Mulder, get over here.
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156. Is that him? Is that Darryl Musashi?
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157. - Yeah, that's him.
- He just stepped into the game.
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158. - Why is he just standing there?
- Because he knows no fear,
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159. - Yeah!
- Unbelievable.
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160. - Standing heart rate is 68.
- He hasn't even broken a sweat.
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161. He's not even waiting for the reset!
He's goin' for the kill.
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162. Aaaargh! Aaargh!
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163. - What just happened?
- She cut off his hands.
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164. Preliminary external examination
of deceased,
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165. a 20-ish male, name listed only as Retro,
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166. offers no additional clues
as to actual cause of death.
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167. Scratch that.
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168. Cause of death is from
a large entry wound at the sternum,
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169. resulting in trauma to the internal organs
and blood loss.
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170. Wound is consistent with
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171. which passed through
a three-ply Kevlar jacket.
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172. Scratch that.
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173. Wound is the result of high-velocity impact
from an unknown object,
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174. which even if it did enter the body
left no damn trace evidence whatsoever.
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175. No powder burns, no chemical signatures
of any kind of explosive propellant...
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176. - No luck?
- I thought I was onto something.
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177. You know, Mulder, this suit holds
more than just exploding paint cells.
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178. It measures the player's vital signs
from heart rate to extant body chemistry,
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179. then sends that information
back to the computer.
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180. Then when a player is shot,
a battery pack sends a 12-volt jolt
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181. that keeps him from getting up
until the game is over.
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182. - Virtual death.
- Yeah, well, if only that were the case.
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183. I thought at first maybe
the suit had malfunctioned,
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184. that one of the charges had blown inward.
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185. But unfortunately
that wasn't the case either.
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186. I've got a birthday coming up.
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187. You have to admit, this is
a pretty amazing piece of technology.
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188. Yeah, wasted on a stupid game.
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189. Stupid?
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190. Dressing up like hi-tech warriors to play
a futuristic version of cowboys and Indians?
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191. What kind of moron
gets his ya-yas out like that?
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192. Mulder, what purpose does this game serve
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193. except to add to a culture of violence
in a country that's already out of control?
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194. - Who says it adds to it?
- You think taking up weapons
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195. and creating gratuitous virtual mayhem
has any redeeming value whatsoever?
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196. I mean, that the testosterone frenzy
that it creates stops when the game does?
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197. Well, that's rather sexist, isn't it?
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198. Maybe the game provides
an outlet for certain impulses,
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199. fills a void in our genetic makeup
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200. that the civilizing effects of society
fail to provide for.
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201. Well, that must be why men feel
the great need to blast the crap out of stuff.
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202. Well, testosterone frenzy or no,
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203. the only suspect we have
in this man's murder is a woman.
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204. Yeah, I've seen it.
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205. A computer-animated woman, Mulder,
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206. A flintlock. Which would leave
a large entry wound.
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207. Pictures don't kill people, Mulder.
Guns kill people.
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208. As do swords.
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209. The world-renowned
Darryl Musashi.
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210. Mulder.
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211. You're kidding.
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212. Thanks.
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213. LA Sheriffs Department just picked up
a female suspect for the murders.
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214. - Who's the man?
- He's the man.
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216. Get the feeling these men
have something better to do?
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217. We picked her up outside a strip club
in Reseda. Fits your description to a tee.
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218. - Was she read her rights?
- About 500 times.
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219. For the record,
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220. For the record again, my name
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221. I'm sorry. Your real name?
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222. That is my real name.
What were you expecting? Mildred?
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223. No.
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224. I sure seem to be upsetting
a lot of people around here.
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225. - Well, you're not upsetting me, Miss, uh...
- Afterglow.
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226. I sure upset the man
running the metal detector.
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no knowledge of Ivan Martinez
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228. or a company known as
First Person Shooter or FPS?
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230. Would it surprise you to know
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232. Let's just say it takes
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233. You might wanna start telling the truth.
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234. - And what truth am I not telling you?
- That you murdered two men.
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235. One with a 14th-century broadsword
and the other with a flintlock pistol.
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236. Oh.
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237. You must have had me
confused with my sister.
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238. Warrior Princess.
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239. Are you denying that this is you?
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240. - Now I get it.
- What?
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241. The medical imaging place in Culver City.
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242. I got paid to let them
do this body-scan thing.
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243. They paid you to scan your body?
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244. You think that's the strangest thing
I've been paid to do?
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245. We're very sorry, Miss Afterglow, but, um...
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246. We're sorry. You're free to go.
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247. I don't know about you,
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248. to blast the crap out of something.
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249. - Hello?
- Anybody here?
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250. Phoebe?
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251. Hey, you OK?
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252. Oh. I...
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253. I must've fell asleep.
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254. I was just gonna take a nap.
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255. I've been up for 70 hours straight,
analyzing code, trying to fix the game.
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256. Where is everybody? Where's Ivan?
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257. He's with the money guys.
They're all freaking.
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258. We need to talk to him right away
about a woman named Jade Blue Afterglow.
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259. He scanned her body
and he created a character out of her.
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260. He put her in the game.
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261. What are they doing?
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262. - The Lone Gunmen are on the floor.
- Langly and I wrote a software patch.
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263. - We're gonna run a res-up test on the game.
- What for?
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264. To bypass the problem.
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265. Hey.
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266. - What just happened?
- I don't know.
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267. - They're in the game.
- Phoebe, are you paying attention?
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268. You were supposed to wait
until we said we were ready!
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269. - This is the game.
- Hey, come on!
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270. Is anyone up there running the program?
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271. I don't believe this. The program's
running itself. This can't be happening.
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272. Somebody's shooting at them.
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273. This is supposed to be
background only, no gameplay.
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274. They need help.
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275. Mulder?
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276. Nine...
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278. six... five...
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280. two... one...
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281. engage.
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282. Bring it on.
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283. - You guys OK?
- We've been better.
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284. - Byers has been hit.
- I'm OK. It's a flesh wound. Agh!
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285. It's her. She's out there.
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286. She nailed Byers with that flintlock.
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287. OK, on the count of three I'm gonna
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288. One...
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290. Mulder!
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291. Get in the module!
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292. - What is he doing?
- Don't go after her!
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293. He's getting his ya-yas out.
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294. - Mulder!
- It's suicide!
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295. Put the sword down.
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296. Mulder?
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297. Oh, no.
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298. Where's Mulder?
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299. I said, where's Mulder? Maybe you guys
didn't hear me. Come on, guys. Where is he?
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300. We don't know. He just took off after her.
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301. I saw what he did. But where did he go?
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302. - Into the building.
- He was firing his weapon.
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303. I saw where he went!
I wanna know where he is.
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304. Is there a door? Or an exit? Or some kind
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305. - Just the one you came in.
- He should be right here.
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306. It's impossible. It's a digital environment.
It's just a game.
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307. Yeah.
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308. - Easy for you to say.
- Agent Scully!
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309. I found him.
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310. This monitors everyone playing the game.
There. Player four. It's his telemetry.
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311. - What do you mean?
- Player four. That's him.
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312. - on the monitor.
- Right there.
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313. - Where?
- That's Mulder.
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314. - He's alive.
- Those are his vitals.
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315. - He's still in the game.
- Yes, but where's the game?
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317. Langly?
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318. Byers?
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319. - I think that's it.
- What are you doing?
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320. Rerouteing the circuitry.
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321. Making a kill switch to shut down the game.
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322. Don't touch that. It won't work.
There's no way to do that.
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323. We are back in business.
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324. Baby, you are dope.
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325. What?
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326. We were toast.
I felt the flames licking my ass.
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327. Then the bankers
saw the letters on the autopsy. FBI.
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328. "Cause of death: unknown."
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329. You fixed our problems.
We're gonna be counting Franklins.
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330. Yeah, and you're going to be counting teeth.
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331. - Her partner's lost in the game.
- Lost?
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332. - The game has disappeared.
- What are you talking about?
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333. Jade Blue Afterglow. Does that ring a bell?
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334. Jade Blue Afterglow
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335. Oh, you'd remember her.
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336. Hey.
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337. Phoebe!
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338. I don't know how it happened.
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339. You knew about her?
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340. Then it was you.
You scanned that woman's body.
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341. Into my computer. She was my creation.
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342. She was mine.
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344. You don't know what it's like.
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345. Day in, day out,
choking in a haze of rampant testosterone.
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346. - I wouldn't be so sure.
- I mean, she was all I had to keep me sane.
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348. She was my goddess.
Everything I can never be.
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349. But, Phoebe, she is still a killer.
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350. I can't explain it, but she is.
You put her in that game.
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351. No, I didn't.
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352. I was creating my own game
in my own computer.
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353. It was totally secret. I never told anyone.
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354. But somehow she jumped programs
and she's feeding off the male aggression.
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355. It's making her stronger and stronger.
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356. I need your help.
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357. You're the only one who can understand.
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358. You've got to destroy her, Phoebe.
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359. - I don't know how.
- Well, there's got to be some way.
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360. There's got to be some vulnerability
or a weakness somewhere.
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361. She has no weakness any more.
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362. Hey!
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363. I bet you think you're gonna
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364. OK.
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365. - Her name is Maitreya.
- Maitreya?
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366. She's input herself into the game.
We have to download her.
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367. We can't get online.
The system's been hijacked.
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368. The program won't respond.
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369. Frohike, what's wrong? What is that?
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370. - Mulder's vitals are wiggy.
- What?
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371. They're all over the map.
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372. This is your fault.
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373. - You put her here.
- Hey. No fair pickin' on a girl.
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374. We're back online.
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375. - There's no picture.
- We're in res-up.
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377. - That's not the game.
- Yes, it is.
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378. - It's level two.
- How did that happen?
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379. - Where's Mulder?
- Mulder's in level one.
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380. - No, he's right there.
- Shut the game down.
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381. No, no, no, no. They can't.
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382. - Well, just turn it off!
- Power down, Langly.
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383. - It's not responding.
- We have to get him out!
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384. Yeah, and quick.
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385. Whoa! Stop right there!
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386. That's not really fair, is it?
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387. Well, that's just cheating.
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388. Go, girl!
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389. - She's on fire!
- The bloodthirst is unquenchable!
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390. - Are you witnessing this?
- Oh, yeah.
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391. - Scully's in the zone!
- Clearly.
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392. - What's wrong?
- This is level two. It only gets harder.
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393. No one's ever beaten level two.
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394. - You OK?
- Ask me if I'm humiliated.
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396. - It's nuts.
- They'll never make it.
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398. - What are you doing?
- Stay out of it!
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399. - She'll destroy it!
- It's the only way.
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400. - Let it go. Both of you!
- You can save them?
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401. - There's a kill command.
- It kills the whole game.
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402. - You knew about this?
- She did too.
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403. You said it wouldn't work.
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404. That was to save her creation. Her goddess.
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405. You don't care who dies
as long as your game survives.
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406. - Our friends are in there.
- And we're not gonna let them die.
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407. Mulder?
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408. Give me that!
This is out of your hands now.
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409. - We have to shut down the program.
- You're the only ones that can do it.
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410. - They can't keep this up.
- Scully's running out of ammo.
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411. - What's the command?
- Don't do it, Phoebe.
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412. We're so close.
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413. - The command?
- Give it to him.
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414. Shift Alt "bloodbath".
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415. Oh, my God.
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416. We've killed the game
and Mulder and Scully along with it.
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417. Over here!
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418. - Scully!
- Mulder!
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419. That's entertainment!
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420. We came, we saw, we conquered.
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421. And if the taste of victory is sweet,
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422. the taste of virtual victory
is not sweet 'n low,
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423. nor the bullets made of sugar.
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424. Maybe out past where the imagination ends
our true natures lie,
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425. waiting to be confronted
on their own terms.
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426. Out where the intellect is at war
with the primitive brain.
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427. in the hostile territory of the digital world,
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428. where laws are silent
and rules disappear in the midst of arms.
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429. Born in anarchy
with an unquenchable bloodthirst,
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430. we shudder to think
what might rise up from the darkness.
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431. I made this!
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