"Look, let's just talk this over, can't we?  I see you have some clubs and rocks and things, yes.  Put them up for just a little while, all right?  Good.  I'm so glad we can deal with this politely.  I'm programmed to destroy all human life, but I can't see a reason to be so crude about everything.  I've an extensive selection of options; it needn't be messy or protracted.  Well, talk it over.  Take your time.  I'd rather arrange amicable deaths after a delay than go to the bother of slaughtering all of you.  Those dents don't repair themselves."
 
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