It's arraignment time. Go get the whisk-monster out of cell four. And this time let's not let him escape.
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Cell four. That's the one he's sharing with the maser-wielding flying robot, right?
No time to chat, mister gaoler. You know how it is, things to see, people to do.
You want I should try to restrain them?
Of COURSE I want-
The jailer is on fire.