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Human!Lyle: [Rhythmic knocking on a door]
Human!Lyle [Spoken]: Colonel?
Human!Lyle: Do you wanna shoot a Na'vi?
Let's go out there today!
You never go into the dark, no guts no spark!
It’s like it's here you wanna stay!
We don’t really know each other (and that’s OK), I don’t think that’s gonna change…
Human!Lyle: Do you wanna shoot a Na'vi?
It doesn't have to be a Na'vi!
Human!Quaritch [Spoken, muffled through the walls, trying to awkwardly hold his infant son]:
Dismissed, Corporal!
Human!Lyle: Okay, bye…
[Fifteen Years pass. They’re Now Recoms]
Recom!Lyle: Do you wanna shoot a Na'vi?
Or fly our banshees ‘round the skies?
I think a murder spree is overdue,
we’ve started killing all the Tulkuns that go by!
Recom!Lyle [Spoken, to a Tulkun]: “I grapple with thee”, ya filthy space whale!
Recom!Lyle: I’m starting to feel lonely,
since you’ve got your kid;
Scoresby’s watching the quotas rise…
Recom!Lyle: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Ten!
[Instrumental Break]
Recom!Lyle [Spoken, over his comms]: Colonel?
Recom!Lyle: I know you hear me…Deja Blu’s gone, but we’re still here.
I wanna know what our next move should be,
It’s only you and me, not that traitor Jake Sully…
Recom!Lyle: We’re the only two remaining, just the both of us.
I don’t want to lose you, too…
Recom!Lyle [Shakily]: …Do you wanna shoot a Na'vi?
[Forlorn Music]
