human
We're O.K. now, sir, he said.
gpt
Her gyros are out. She won't come back.
human
By the craters of Luna! Connel suddenly exploded.
gpt
The Solar Guard spends a fortune to develop a foolproof space torpedo and two hot-shot cadets come along and get away from the blasted thing! Why haven't you told this to anyone before?
human
Why--er-- stammered Tom,
gpt
Nice work, Tom!
human
And as for you, you Venusian ape, roared Connel,
gpt
Not if you open the by-pass, sir, he said,