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Pickle: “Are you going to just sit there?”  
Barley: “As compared to what? Standing?”  
Pickle: “Not standing, flying.”  
Barley: “Flying? Hadn’t planned on it.”  
Pickle: “So you expect me to shoulder the burden?”  
Barley: “No, but I do expect you to do all the flying.”  
Pickle: “And why is that?”  
Barley: “Coming here was your idea.”  
Pickle: “My idea?”  
Barley: “I made it clear that I do not believe in the exercise.”  
Pickle: “The flying?”  
Barley: “No, I imagine that’s wonderful exercise.”  
Pickle: “Then what?”  
Barley: “The entire thought experiment.”  
Pickle: “One goes into an experiment knowing one could fail.”  
Barley: “But one does not undertake an experiment knowing one has failed.”  
Pickle: “Can we get back to the flying?”  
Barley: “I suggest you do, or we’re never going to get there.”  
Pickle: “No, I mean I’d greatly appreciate it if you would assist.”  
Barley: “Perhaps you should ask her. I imagine she has a greater interest in getting there than I do.”  
Pickle: “I suppose she does. But there’s no point in asking.”  
Barley: “Why’s not?”  
Pickle: “Because she doesn’t fly.”  
Barley: “She doesn’t fly?”  
Pickle: “No, she doesn’t fly.”  
Barley: “Ah, I see what you mean.”