MURTAUGH: Call terminated.
I'm afraid your C.O. has decided to play hard to get.
MURTAUGH: Tarball! Escort this prisoner to the brig on Bristlecone.
MURTAUGH: And hurry up. I need to shout orders without arrestees hearing me.
PARA: Wait...
PARA: You're locking me up with a robot?
MURTAUGH: Your "helpless-with-big-eyes" act worries me, girl. Tarball's immune to all that.