| abstract | - In the thinking tank Monger: Now what does it all mean? (flips to the next shot) It's a riddle wrapped in a mystery carved in the sweet Nebraskian core. (Sqweep walks on the table) Monger: This base will not rest until... (stops talking) Sqweep: I have to go. Link: That was random. Monger: May I remind you Sqweep that this is a mandatory security brief and no one is authorized to leave. Sqweep: You misinterpret, I mean I have to go. B.O.B.: (whispers to Monger) She means bathroom stuff.
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