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This is your idea of a joke, right?

It's not funny. Did you notice? I'm not laughing.

So cut it out and go back to those other guys. We're not going to do this.

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There's, well, there's a lot. Hundreds, probably.

You get along? All of you?

Wow. Do you know why?

Ah, I've never spoken to another one, I don't think.

Yeah, I guess so. I mean, it's cheaper just to wake up a clone right there than it is to train a new guy and send him up to the moon, right? It's all about the profit margin.

Try it sometime. It's... It's something.

Ah. Makes sense.

I'll remember to try that.

Hey. You ever play ping pong?

Like table tennis? Once or twice. You like it?

Sam does. Uh, the other, the one before me.

You any good at it?

The original?

Didn't used to be, but here in the future, who knows?

No, the, I'm not the first clone. There've been others.

Why? Is there some kind of ping pong augmentation they do in your time?

So you're all different, then? Have different interests, I mean.

No, I used to be uncoordinated. Went through a sort of growth spurt.

Not really. It's more like some of us are older than the others. You know, they have more time to do things.

Was that before or after the 70 years?

Oh. That's-- Oh.

Ah, before. The growth spurt was before, too, but I never had much time to adapt.

Yeah, it's, I don't know. Don't worry about it.

What happened? Some kind of cryogenic fuck up?

Not really. I crashed a jet into the Arctic. A big jet.

And you survived?

Unbelievable, right?

It's a little... Yeah. How the hell'd you do that?

I was injected with a serum that turned me into a super-soldier.

[He wishes he were making this up, seriously.]

[He takes a minute, thinks it over, squints at Steve, thinks it over some more, and really, there's only one response to this.]

What?

[Steve expected as much.]

In the 40s, during the war, I was chosen for a special project. I underwent an experimental process to become a 'super soldier' and it changed me, physically. It's why I look like I do. I don't really know how to explain it.

Which 40s are we talking about here? 2040s? 2140s? 2240s? Or am I still too long?

Oh. The 1940s.

The... Man, are you joking right now? Maybe I'm not up on my history, but even I know the technology wasn't that good back then.

Not sure what to tell you. Just how it is.

I don't even know why I'm surprised anymore. I am, but by now, you'd think I'd be used to the weird, unbelievable shit being real.