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Una nuova nave per il Capitano Gideon, che assembla il suo equipaggio per la difficile missione che lo aspetta: salvare la Terra.
Tempo: n.d.
Gideon: Let's take a look, see how bad this really is. Tempo: n.d.
Galen: And so it begins. Tempo: n.d.
Gideon: This is my command. I'll do whatever's necessary. If that means turning the entire galaxy upside down and shaking its pockets to see what falls out, then that's what I'll do. I'm not subtle. I'm not pretty, and I'll piss off a lot of people along the way. But I'll get the job done. Tempo: n.d.
Eilerson: Nothing like the occasional surprise to keep things interesting. Tempo: n.d.
McQuate (a Gideon): You're a dangerous man when you want to be, Captain. And right now, we need a dangerous man. Tempo: n.d.
Ames: We've had to make certain... compromises... to get this show on the road. Tempo: n.d.
Trace: I've got plans for the weekend and being dead ain't part of them. Tempo: n.d.
Trace: I don't plan on being dead any time soon. Tempo: n.d.
Dureena: There isn't a lock made that I can't get through. McQuate: That, we can vouch for. Tempo: n.d.
Dureena: It'll do. Tempo: n.d.
Trace: Why the hell am I asking a machine for an opinion? Tempo: n.d.
Galen: Hello, Matthew. I just wanted you to know that I am here, and I'm watching, in case you should need help. Gideon: Who's this? Galen: Have you forgotten me so soon? Sad, but the way of the world, I suppose. Expect me when you see me. Tempo: n.d.
Eilerson: You're bluffing. Gideon: I never bluff. Tempo: n.d.
Galen (a Gideon): I told you I will be here when you need me. Tempo: n.d.
Capitano drakh: And when your world is gone, who will support you? Who will you serve? Who will you be? Tempo: n.d.
Galen (a Gideon): I will go with you. Tempo: n.d.
Dureena: Yes, I'm a thief, and a damned good one. Need to get inside something? Get out? Tunnel under? Go around? Go through? I'm it. You're going to hit some pretty strange places and you're going to need a lock pick. There isn't a lock made that I can't get through. Tempo: n.d.
Eilerson: The story of my life. I finally find a city like this, intact, deserted for ten thousand years. Probably contains hundreds of patents that I could exploit and I'm going to die. I can appreciate dramatic irony as much as the next person, but this is pushing it a bit. |
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