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(Andy sits at his desk. On the right side sits Ripov.)

ANDY: We're back with more Eye on the Galaxy! With me today is Miss Emily Ripov. Ripov? Is that Grussian?

RIPOV: (clears throat)

ANDY: (to Ripov) Oh, sorry. You are a loner, right? Why not go about your own business now that the galaxy's been saved?

RIPOV: I really would, but somebody's got to stick around and keep the arachnomorphs at bay.

ANDY: But we're safe here, aren't we?

RIPOV: (pulls out a booklet about arachnomorphs and tosses it to Andy) You might want to educate yourself.

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THRAX (his four cohorts behind him): I plan to rebuild my bookstore with a coffee shop and a botanical theme. Oh, and thanks for having me, Andy.

ANDY: You're welcome, Thrax! I would've included you with the business folks, but that was fully booked. (Thrax lowers his eyelids) No pun intended.

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HARVAX: (holding his fake proboscis) I gotta replace my old fake proboscis with a new one.

STOK: (pops up from his trash can) Try this! (throws a similar-looking proboscis on the desk in front of Harvax, who picks it up and puts it on)

HARVAX: (deep voice) Too long.

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NEPHEW SLUG: I need a job! Productivity keeps me sane.

(blip)

EYE DRONE

ANDY: You've been absent for a while, haven't you, Ryder?

RYDER (on the projector screen): (holding a crowbar and trying to open what appears to be a chamber door) That's because I've been trying to free a karate sensei from his chamber. I figured he'd be good enough to help us stop Dominator.

ANDY: Sorry, but Hater already beat her.

RYDER: What? Flab-drassit...!

ANDY: (to audience) To be continued.

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