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rdfs:label
  • Fragment 1
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  • An living room, decorated in a suburban American style circa 1950. FATHER and SON are seated in conversation, FATHER in an armchair smoking a pipe, SON seated on the carpet. FATHER: And that’s where babies come from. SON: A store? FATHER: Where else? Girls are strange and gross, don’t you remember? FATHER: In fact, when your mother and I bought… SON(Cutting him off): What’s an internet? FATHER: Oh…umm…err SON: How can a telephone line be a highway? How do they fit the cars? FATHER: It very easy: you see… CORNBALL (Booming, Darth Vader-style): I SEE! SON: Who are you? SON: That’s not a name.
Level
  • 1
dcterms:subject
store
  • No
low
  • 0
Examine
  • A piece of a torn page.
Tradeable
  • No
Equipable
  • No
destroy
  • Drop
  • You can get the fragments from Col O'Niall.
disassembly
  • Yes
Quest
kept
  • always
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Category
  • default
Stackable
  • No
Name
  • Fragment 1
Value
  • 1
Members
  • Yes
Weight
  • 0.010000
Update
  • Slug Menace
ID
  • 9687
high
  • 0
Release
  • 2006-09-20
abstract
  • An living room, decorated in a suburban American style circa 1950. FATHER and SON are seated in conversation, FATHER in an armchair smoking a pipe, SON seated on the carpet. FATHER: And that’s where babies come from. SON: A store? FATHER: Where else? Girls are strange and gross, don’t you remember? FATHER: In fact, when your mother and I bought… SON(Cutting him off): What’s an internet? FATHER: Oh…umm…err FATHER: The internet is a global community of people who all communicate and engage with one another everyday. On the internet, information is the key. That’s why they call it the Information Superhighway. You’re connected to all the information in all the world. The entire cultural and intellectual outpouring of the human race, right there at your fingertips, 24 hours a day. SON: How can a telephone line be a highway? How do they fit the cars? FATHER: It very easy: you see… CORNBALL (Booming, Darth Vader-style): I SEE! SON: Who are you? CORNBALL: I am cornballunderscoreninetynine. SON: That’s not a name. CORNBALL: It’s a handle. If you were as great as I am, you'd need one too. Check me out! FATHER: Be back before dinner.
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