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JUICE: so um
hi nerds
ANTOINE: I thought you were not speaking with us.
CASS: (Shh!) Hello Juice. Can we help you with anything?
JUICE: c’mon don't give me that
that smug. smug tone or whatever
like yeah fine you win
i don't want to spend my whole life or whatever’s left of it alone in silence and i have literally NO ONE ELSE so fine
here i am
talking to you
i'm still hella mad at y’all
like i get it
you didn't have any control over this like i wasn't supposed to be alive at all and you're not the ones makin the big decisions
but you could've told me. could've told me instead of letting me figure it out myself like that
so
yeah
CASS: Okay. We're very sorry we didn't tell you.
We've also… well, I don't want to get your hopes up in case it isn't possible, but we've been looking into… options. We love you and want to try to save you.
ANTOINE: The easiest solution would be to copy your brain. Transfer you to Earth.
JUICE: hmm don't like that
CASS: You could even have your engineering model, if you wanted. It's identical to the body you have now.
ANTOINE: Of course, the copy of you in space would still be destroyed. You may not like that.
JUICE: ha
yeah like can that be uh
that can be plan y maybe
CASS: Why plan Y? Why not Z?
JUICE: well i assume plan z is i just fuckin die
so plan y, make a copy of me, that's prolly like the second worst option
i guess if you've got nothing else i'll try it but like. try to come up with something else yeah
ANTOINE: We can not promise to save you. We can only promise to try.
JUICE: yeah
and i’ll
i'll do whatever you need me to
should be comin up on jupiter in a few months
i'm gonna have like a real job soon i guess
i’ll do it
i'll get you all your data
but listen
listen listen listen ok
i'm not gonna sit around all bored until then!
so
talk to me. tell me about stuff. just
i can't stand all this nothing out here
CASS: Aw, you liked the Voyager records!
Yes. We'll check in whenever we can. Every day we're here. I have a few ideas of things you might enjoy.
ANTOINE: I do too. We will have something for you tomorrow.
JUICE: don't flatter yourselves fuckers. i just liked the whales
… and i'll hold you to that