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JOHN: Come on big guy, come on. Give me one of those big nasty smelly breaths.

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RYGEL: Oh, my size is never a matter of discussion.

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D'ARGO: They despised me. So that's why we had to go away.

RYGEL: Not far enough.

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JOHN: Rygel where are you?

RYGEL: Getting a piggy-back ride.

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JOHN: Yeah, is there some kind of 'What to expect when you're expecting baby Leviathan' book? Dr Spock...Mr Spock.

 

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