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I wrote.
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Yes, my darling clever cat.
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You wrote books.
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Books. I wrote.
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You wrote novels.
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Wonderful novels.
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I wrote.
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Such things you wrote.
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Special things...
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...secret things.
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Do you know many secrets now, Iris?
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You have shown me a map of Iris'...
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...brain world. Empty...
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You tell me that its hidden mysteries and ...
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...and all the unknown life
in there has gone, has been wiped.
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How then...
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How can she say things
with such a terrible lucidity?
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Which bit of the empty jungle
does that come from?
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-We don't know.
-Not we. You don't know.
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Don't hide, please.
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Is it not remotely possible...
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...that what Iris says
is of some consequence, yes?
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yes, perhaps.
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So, perhaps we ought to learn her language...
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...before the lights go out.
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The lights -- will go out.
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Yes, of course they will.
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You all keep telling me, us, that.
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I know that. She may even know that herself.
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Iris.
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I'm sure you can write it.
Just get one word down.
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Persevere.
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Iris, your notebook!