Voice
[One voice. Male. Southern. Disgruntled. It is accompanied by the faint sound of static. The static is not coming from the communicator.]
Listen up. I'm gonna start this off by sayin' that as an ex-cop: I know my rights.
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Or anyway, I'm dang close with a lawyer, and she's got rights programmed out the wazoo, so just try me with this kidnapping hockey. Just try me. I don't know what Parallel this is, an' I don't care. I got nothin' but free time on my hands, and I don't mind tyin' it up in court. I'll have whoever you are, and whoever signed off on this transfer (an' I'm just betting it was Traynor) buried @$$ deep in paperwork for so long you forget what your legs look like.
I mean you're lookin' at unlawful detention, unregistered teleportation, cross continuity contamination, bogus licensing, wrongful hirin' practices, copywrite infringement, breaking the fourth wall, which'll get you six months, minimum. MINIMUM. Mental anguish. Harassment. Hell, I'll throw in assault. I feel assaulted.
You really want all your business under a big ol' spot light? Are your tax returns that solid?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
One ticket home, register it to Pete Cheney, got a certificate of my S.T.O.R.M.S. free blood test on file at Central, so don't hold up on account of that. Since I suspect you didn't check on the way over. Not that that's my problem. You can mutate all you want, 'long as I ain't around to see it.
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Hello? You got that?
Listen up. I'm gonna start this off by sayin' that as an ex-cop: I know my rights.
...
Or anyway, I'm dang close with a lawyer, and she's got rights programmed out the wazoo, so just try me with this kidnapping hockey. Just try me. I don't know what Parallel this is, an' I don't care. I got nothin' but free time on my hands, and I don't mind tyin' it up in court. I'll have whoever you are, and whoever signed off on this transfer (an' I'm just betting it was Traynor) buried @$$ deep in paperwork for so long you forget what your legs look like.
I mean you're lookin' at unlawful detention, unregistered teleportation, cross continuity contamination, bogus licensing, wrongful hirin' practices, copywrite infringement, breaking the fourth wall, which'll get you six months, minimum. MINIMUM. Mental anguish. Harassment. Hell, I'll throw in assault. I feel assaulted.
You really want all your business under a big ol' spot light? Are your tax returns that solid?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
One ticket home, register it to Pete Cheney, got a certificate of my S.T.O.R.M.S. free blood test on file at Central, so don't hold up on account of that. Since I suspect you didn't check on the way over. Not that that's my problem. You can mutate all you want, 'long as I ain't around to see it.
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Hello? You got that?