How am I supposed to fight?
All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV.
Obi-Wan is here.
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I must face him, alone.
What good is a reward if you ain’t around to use it?
Besides, these are adult stemcells, harvested from perfectly healthy adults whom I killed for their stemcells.
I need your help, Luke.
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