(message: Flo: Is there anything I can do Captain? Dialogue choice: Don't worry about it, Flo, I'm gonna fire up the Goliath's phaser banks and zap that Quirkoid blob creature into puke fritters.) (message: Flo: All right, Captain, good luck! Eureka out.) (message: Roger: Okay... here we go...) (message: Roger: Now I wonder which one of these thingymabobs fires the lasers?) (The giant space blob slimes the Goliath.) (still shot: A sooty wall imprint where Roger used to be. message: Some space hero you are! Sheesh, you couldn't adventure yourself out of a damp cellulose container without third-part intervention!)

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