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Sunday, October 31, 2004
KENNY ROGERS: Insertion +12:07:35 Dr. Chip was tied to a chair in the test ship. CAPTAIN CHRISTIE: You bastard! You betrayed us! DR. CHIP: [groggy and injured] I had no choice. I was under the control of that snow hag and her minions. CAPTAIN CHRISTIE: You weren't under her control when you tampered with the Robot! The Robot lay on the floor, in pieces. ![]() ROBOT: I AM HURT. ULTRA-BABY: The Admiral is regaining conciousness. ADMIRAL BLAMB: So cold ... so cold ... ULTRA-BABY: Wake up, Admiral! I snapped to and sat up. The test ship was a wreck. BLAMB: [to Dr. Chip] YOU RAT BASTARD! DR. CHIP: What do you want me to say? What? What? That I'm sorry? I'm not sorry! You dragged me off on this suicide mission and I saw an opportunity to benefit just a little if we happened to make it out alive. And you're holding that against me? BLAMB: That was your plan from the start! The only reason you came along was to get the gold. CHRISTIE: How much did you get? DR. CHIP: None. ![]() DR. CHIP: Not an ounce, not a dollop, not a dime! CHRISTIE: You seem pretty smug for someone who just lost a fortune. DR. CHIP: I don't have to .... EVA: Captain. BLAMB: Well, let's ... EVA: Captain ... Everyone looked at Eva. The sub had drifted ashore and was surrounded by guerilla soldiers. BLAMB: Crap. Let me go out, alone. CAPTAIN CHRISTIE: We're going with you. EVA: I'm not staying here! BLAMB: Ok, is Dr. Chip secure? ROBOT: I WILL MONITOR DR. CHIP. BLAMB: If he tries to escape .... um, wiggle your claws or something. We left the sub. Dr. Chip sat in his chair and once we were out the hatch, his frown turned into a sinister grin. And he started laughing. 12:40 PM , # , | |
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