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Trapito: Let me get this straight. You're gonna go find a young lady just because
she is the only one who can stop a space demon called Invictus
from eradicate all life in the universe as we know it hile you have to find a way to get back home.
Is that about right?
Jenny: You know, maybe there’s a good reason Scarecrows shouldn't talk.
Trapito: I don't understand. Are you seriously going to listen to that Vexus queen
who tried to kill you over and over again, like that time she tried to throw you into a lava tank,
right?
Jenny: We have rivalries, I do not deny that.
But if Invictus manages to break out of her prison, she would no longer have anything to rule...
or do you just prefer that I strangle her like a killing machine and take her place?
Trapito: Uh, no, not really, no.
Jenny: For your information, there’s a lot more to robots than people think.

Trapito: Example?
Jenny: Example? Okay, um, robots are like onions. (hse holds out an onion)
Trapito: (sniffs the onion) They stink?
Jenny: Yes-- No!

Trapito: Oh, they make you cry?

Jenny: No!

Trapito: Oh, you leave them in the sun,
they get all brown, start sproutin’ little white hairs.

Jenny: No! Layers! Onions have layers. robots have layers!
Onions have layers. You get it? We both have layers. (she heaves a sigh and then walks off)

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Trapito: Let me get this straight. You're gonna go find a young lady just because
she is the only one who can stop a space demon called Invictus
from eradicate all life in the universe as we know it hile you have to find a way to get back home.
Is that about right?
Jenny: You know, maybe there’s a good reason Scarecrows shouldn't talk.
Trapito: I don't understand. Are you seriously going to listen to that Vexus queen
who tried to kill you over and over again, like that time she tried to throw you into a lava tank,
right?
Jenny: We have rivalries, I do not deny that.
But if Invictus manages to break out of her prison, she would no longer have anything to rule...
or do you just prefer that I strangle her like a killing machine and take her place?
Trapito: Uh, no, not really, no.
Jenny: For your information, there’s a lot more to robots than people think.

Trapito: Example?
Jenny: Example? Okay, um, robots are like onions. (hse holds out an onion)
Trapito: (sniffs the onion) They stink?
Jenny: Yes-- No!

Trapito: Oh, they make you cry?

Jenny: No!

Trapito: Oh, you leave them in the sun,
they get all brown, start sproutin’ little white hairs.

Jenny: No! Layers! Onions have layers. robots have layers!
Onions have layers. You get it? We both have layers. (she heaves a sigh and then walks off)