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It's no wonder this clan is unraveling, with you as its leader. I'm sure that as you lie awake at night, pondering your folly, you console yourself with the thought that there is still time to right the ship. You tell yourself that. While the Ripper buzzards may be circling, there is still time to regain what you've lost. But the truth is, Morton, you're already dead. It's no wonder this clan is unraveling, with you as its leader. I'm sure that as you lie awake at night, pondering your folly, you console yourself with the thought that there is still time to right the ship. You tell yourself that. While the Ripper buzzards may be circling, there is still time to regain what you've lost. But the truth is, Morton, you're already dead. You dragged me out of the darkness, Kryton. You carried me, bloodied and broken, and fought your way through insurmountable odds so that we could both find freedom. I would be nothing without you. For that reason and so many others, you know I can never leave. You dragged me out of the darkness, Kryton. You carried me, bloodied and broken, and fought your way through insurmountable odds so that we could both find freedom. I would be nothing without you. For that reason and so many others, you know I can never leave. They managed to escape by pure chance. Recklessly drove over a steep incline where we couldn't follow. But before they did, I managed to throw a tox bomb into the passenger compartment of their crawler. It was a damn good shot, if I do say so myself. Hit your friend Powell flush, right in his ugly head. He must have been soaking in that poison for hours. I bet he suffered before the end, didn't he? I bet he was in agony. They managed to escape by pure chance. Recklessly drove over a steep incline where we couldn't follow. But before they did, I managed to throw a tox bomb into the passenger compartment of their crawler. It was a damn good shot, if I do say so myself. Hit your friend Powell flush, right in his ugly head. He must have been soaking in that poison for hours. I bet he suffered before the end, didn't he? I bet he was in agony.

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