Milo: I'll have to quit my job. Preston B. Whitmore: It's done. You resigned this afternoon. Milo: I did? Preston B. Whitmore: Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends. Milo: Oh, my apartment, I'm gonna have to give notice. Preston B. Whitmore: Taken care of. Milo: My clothes? Preston B. Whitmore: Packed. Milo: My books? Preston B. Whitmore: In storage. Milo: My cat? [Milo's cat appears on his shoulder and meows] Milo: My gosh. Preston B. Whitmore: Your grandfather had a saying: "Our lives are measured by the gifts we leave our children." This is his gift to you. Atlantis is calling, Milo. What do you say?

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A "Hello, Dolly!"

B "Hello gorgeous!"

C "Hi, I am here!"

D "Papa, can you hear me?"