Puffer and Clarissa

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Transcript:

Wallace: If you won’t send your robots or drone-ships, perhaps some villagers could search the seas–

Sharon spins around in her chair, angry.

Sharon: –And take my daughter hostage??

Sharon’s eyes focus on Wallace.

Sharon: I see right through you– No, I don’t think so!

Sharon’s robots escort Wallace from her room as the door closes.