ANDRED IS DEAD (allegedly)
YIPPEEEEE, EVERYONE CELEBRATE!!!!!
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ANDRED IS DEAD (allegedly)
YIPPEEEEE, EVERYONE CELEBRATE!!!!!
Andred, who supposedly loves Leela oh so much, being constantly xenophobic, accusing Leela of teaching nothing except “knife! violence!” in her classes at the Academy.
Sure, yes. Can I please ask you to fuck all the way off again?
LEELA: I only knew Andred a short time, but it was enough to know he was a good, strong man. A man whose children I would have been proud to bear.
Hold on, one second. I think I might have to puke.
ANDRED: Still having that metal box organise your life for you?
Look how much that poor little meow-meow loves and respects his wife! Look, while I kick him until I force-regenerate him past thirteen!
ANDRED: Perhaps I don’t want rehabilitation, Romana. Have you considered that? Perhaps I don’t want any part of your New Gallifrey, complete with its open universities, open government and its open-plan offices. [Scoffs] And, of course, its casual breaking of sacred laws.
ANDRED: Spent too long with Leela, have you? Picking up on her intimidation techniques?
Andred defenders and their "he loves Leela so much, he was just trying to do the right thing" found somehow resisting death in their ditch after listening to Gallifrey #2.1 "Lies"
ANDRED: Afraid I might come back with an army and depose you?
ROMANA: Afraid you might try, screw it up, and make Gallifrey look foolish in front of the other Temporal Powers. You are a nuisance to me, Andred, but that’s all. I get more grief from Narvin in a day than you’ve ever caused me.
ANDRED: So you’re leaving me here to rot?
ROMANA: I’m leaving you here, yes. Whether you rot or whether you come up with something more constructive is entirely up to you.
Get his ass
Oh, Andred! You're here! Could you do me a favour? Fuck off. Like, all the way.