There are always… possibilities.
What does ‘firing gently’ even mean?
…‘counting coup’ could be as simple as touching an enemy with a stick in battle, or taking something from him and escaping; it was considered extremely heroic.
It’s a starship, not Heaven!
You go to sleep one night in the village, wake up the next morning on this flying holodeck: transported en masse.
I think it’s across the bay in Alameda.
Everyone remember where we parked.
Five thousand years in the future.
This goo is you!
Yeah, but I got to be the unity.
I am prepared.
Somehow, I thought you’d be taller.
Aren’t you dead?
People won’t accept it. It’s not believable.
No, I’m just me.
You see, Albert’s got the right idea; he’s not interested in negroes or whites. He writes about robots.
“Captain.” Even when he doesn’t say it, he does.
That makes me out to be either a liar or a fool.
There’s a lady named Bradley waiting in your office.
I gathered that; it’s her husband I’m more concerned with at the moment.