Mrs. Alexander: Oh, he's going to love the St. Cassandra beaches---you swam in Special Olympics, didn't you, Lorelei? Lorelei: Yes, ma'am. Mrs. Alexander: I'll be busy...you sure you canhandle him alone? Lorelei: Troy? yes, ma'am!Mrs. Alexander: Be back by sundown, kids...Lorelei: No problem, ma'am...wait up, Troy. Mrs. Alexander: So happy...so utterly innocent...oh, Troy-boy, my strange, silent son....

Lorelei: Slow down, Troy! The beach isn't going anywhere.... Shore: Yessir, Colonel Minton. Everything looking good...beautiful weather...perfect beaches...all my assignments should be so easy...Shore: Yes. On my way to the airport to meet you. No. No danger at all. Bloodlust: Well, so far we've 'converted' about half the models---I'm surpirsed how many are crack shots--or know how to use knives---or martial arts--- Moodswing: These days, a pretty woman needs to know how to defend herself...

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