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Jax: Order number 793-bla-bla-bla-bla: Commence standard series of needle tests on Raine's group.
[pauses and continues whispering]
Jax: You do know what that means?
Dodd: Yes, sir! Of course, sir. All in a days work, sir. Right away, sir.
Jax: Do us a teensy favor and use mister Wynn's auxiliary monitor, we'll need the big guns here for our little mouse-hunt.
Dodd: Of course, sir. Anything I can do to help, sir.
Jax: That's the spirit, mister Modd. Way to keep the world safe for democracy...
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Jax: [Dodd has swallowed a widget needed to power the cube] Cute. And rather cliche, in an endearing kind of way. Unfortunately, I do believe there is a penalty; a rather strict penalty for sabotaging state property.
[blows dust from pen into Dodd's face and Dodd collapses]
Jax: Ooh, instant paralysis, they weren't kidding, were they?
[he bends down to cut Dodd open]
Jax: However, not to worry, Mr. Dodd. You will still be able to feel.
Kyle McDonald
Extended Reading
