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[[Now separated from Colonel Lionel Barker by a force field, Nick and Victor Brown wait anxiously for the Colonel to make good on his threat to blow them out into the vacuum of space.]]
Brown: [Scowling at Barker] What the %^#$ are you playing at? This was OUR plan!
Barker: It was MY plan, Victor. You quite simply--and predictably, I might add--agreed, to quench your thirst for revenge.

Nick: He always intended you to be expendable, Brown. He knew he couldn't pull off his plan alone, and you were eager to get back at me. He played you: hook, line, and sinker.

Barker: [Smirking] Once again, Mister Wellington excels where you falter. You could learn much from him if you'd listen...
Brown: You crusty old sack of $#!+... we had a deal...

Barker: [Grimly] Did you really think I'd wish to spend the rest of my scant remaining days with a despicable fount of bile like you? I think not. Ending you will do the universe a favor.