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WHO: Kirk, Marvin, computer-type peoples.
WHERE: Basement computer lab.
WHAT: FINALLY THE PLOT ENDS GOD
"This is all going to end horribly," Marvin moaned. "I know it will." The robot could be forgiven for his pessimism, considering the wires snaking from his skull into the rows of computers which filled the room. But Kirk was hearing none of it.
"Marvin, the day you think something ends well is the day I eat my uniform," he said, striding about purposefully to nowhere in particular as he waited for the hackers, slicers, and other suitably talented people who would hopefully purge the virus. Then he remembered that stranger things had happened. "Don't... hold me to that. This is going to work, I'm sure of it!" He shook his fist for emphasis. "It... had damn well better. The base can't go on like this for much longer."
WHERE: Basement computer lab.
WHAT: FINALLY THE PLOT ENDS GOD
"This is all going to end horribly," Marvin moaned. "I know it will." The robot could be forgiven for his pessimism, considering the wires snaking from his skull into the rows of computers which filled the room. But Kirk was hearing none of it.
"Marvin, the day you think something ends well is the day I eat my uniform," he said, striding about purposefully to nowhere in particular as he waited for the hackers, slicers, and other suitably talented people who would hopefully purge the virus. Then he remembered that stranger things had happened. "Don't... hold me to that. This is going to work, I'm sure of it!" He shook his fist for emphasis. "It... had damn well better. The base can't go on like this for much longer."