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Tracy, I'm sorry about Jimmy.

I hear you're the best troubleshooter in the Federation.

Yeah, I heard that too.

Want to see some trouble?

No sir, I put you in number two.

Hey.

Who is that?

Baxter?

God damn it.

That's one thing I like about my job.

I'm always the new face.

Oh, Mike.

And there's some things I don't like about my job.

Like what?

Well, like this, for example.

This happened in Pytor.

Sam and I ran across a caravan of nomadic dindars.

You know, tight-- anyway, it all started when Sam and I rather

tactlessly accused a dindar commando of being a maggoty,

fat-ass, grease-licking, dung bunny.

That was close.

I ought to retire.

Oh, no, you don't.

You're staying right here with me.

What is that thing?

Don't--

Tracy, it's as if they're not listening to Cal.

He's telling them the thing's intelligent,

and they go right on insisting the only way to deal with it

is to blow it up or something.

What else can we do?

I think we should try to communicate with it.

I know it's far-fetched, but it might work.

And we don't have that many options.

Come on, that's crazy, Barbara.

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