| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 98% | What is this shit? | ▶️ |
| 97% | This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise. Captain, we are being hailed. Yes, I know that, David. What could it be? | ▶️ |
| 97% | What? How's the motorcycle is this? It's a chopper, baby. How's the chopper is this? It's his. It's his. | ▶️ |
| 97% | I don't know what this world is turning to! | ▶️ |
| 97% | For as long as I remember I have been trapped in this place Months years I cannot tell Come find in this small space Who am I? What is this place? Why am I here? I'm sure they know but don't reveal The treatment The agony All I need is blame No words can describe what I feel | ▶️ |
| 97% | What the heck is this? | ▶️ |
| 99% | This is what I am and will be. | ▶️ |
| 98% | What is this? The, uh... The dreams are made out of... | ▶️ |
| 97% | This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise. Captain, we are being hailed. Yes, I know that data, but what could it be? A phone call? Unknown, sir. Ratchet is scanning us. But is it alive? It is a life form and it has intelligence. How do you know, sir? It's trying to communicate with us. Oh, how touching. Quite stimulating, wouldn't you say? Indubitably. | ▶️ |
| 98% | I DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS WORD IS TURNING TOO! | ▶️ |
