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(DEEP EXHALE)
Seven's my floor.
thank you, sir.
(CHATTERING CONTINUES)
(VILLAGERS EXCLAIMING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(LOUD METALLIC CLANG)
- I'll take care of all this. -(KISSES)
- Does it talk? - Give me a number, Xan.
It's one suspect. How many men do you think we'd need?
Mmm.
- Excellent. - SERGEANT MOSK: If I may, sir,
(GRANIK SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)
You want immediacy and discretion.
We had a lot to talk about.
(INTERCOM STATIC)
Corporate enforcement are looking for someone.
MAN: There's nothing closer?
(CLICKS TONGUE)
FONDOR DROID MOD: The shuttle will be 2.3 klicks away.
I've been saying all along we need a stronger hand