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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.
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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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