[last lines]
[Striker, in Zoanoid form, is smoking behind Col. Castle, both watching Sean and Mizky leaving together]
Striker:
Mm, mm, mm.
[Col. Castle plucks the cigarette from Striker's jaws]
Col. Castle:
[indicating sign]
No smoking!
[Castle takes a dramatic step forward; Striker follows, looking at him over Castle's shoulder]
Col. Castle:
I've got a job for you.
Striker:
[softly]
Ahh. Dyn-o-miiiiiite!
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