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You KILLED me, CLIFF MASON!
YOU SHOT ME DEAD! |
| I had to protect my-- these people! |
| Who protected ME, CLIFF MASON!? |
| Protect you? You were trying to invade this planet! |
We were STRANDED, we--
I just wanted to go home!
I-- I wanted to see my mama again! |
That's-- That doesn't matter!
I had to do what I did, I didn't have a choice!
For the good of this planet! |
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| * wow, you're really bad at this.
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* so, okay. wayward spirit.
* let's talk this over.
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* Oh, oh!
* Debate start! |
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| * cliff shot you. understandable grievance.
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| * but, if i'm gathering correctly here, this was in the context of some greater conflict?
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| That's right! The Aveans are-- they come to planets, they conquer, they bring war wherever they go! |
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* okay, right.
* so, if you arm yourself, participate in combat, you must admit there's a degree to which you have to accept responsibility.
* the enemy will fight back, and as a soldier you acknowledge that they are rational to--
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I wasn't!!
I wasn't a soldier! I'm-- I'm an engineer.
I was there to keep the ship running, get everyone to the outpost okay, I-- I didn't even have a gun... |
No, no, Moon-Soo, it's not what you think!
Her people, her empire, they-- they destroyed my home!
They killed everyone I knew! |
THAT WASN'T ME!!
I didn't, I didn't do any of that!
I didn't blow up your planet!
I didn't hurt anyone!!
I was just, just helping some guys get from one space station to another. |
They were murderers!
You can't say you had nothing to do with what happened, they-- you were a part of this! |
I HAD MY HANDS UP!!
I had my hands up and I was BEGGING YOU just to let me KEEP ON BREATHING!!
THAT'S ALL I WANTED!!! |
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* i get it. you don't bear full responsibility for what your people did.
* but, honestly, it sounds to me like you've already had your revenge.
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| I haven't even done anything... |
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* right, but cliff mason's friends, his family, they’re already gone.
* realistically, how are you going to bring him any lower than he is now?
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| * you're pouring salt in your own wounds, trying to make a sad old man sadder and older.
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| What else is there? What else do I do? |
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* let go. move on.
* i don't know exactly how it works, but i'm to understand once your worldly tethers are gone, you're ready to move to whatever afterlife comes next.
* and someday, out there, you'll get to see your mother again.
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I'll... let go of it all.
I'll face it. Whatever it is that's next.
I... thanks, kid.
And... to you, Cliff Mason. |
I hope the boy's right.
I hope every day you live hurts worse than the last. |
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