“Misha: [Picks up chunk of graphite from core] Vasily... Hey, Vasily, what's this?
Vasily Ignatenko: I don't know, Misha. Don't fuck around with it. Hook these up, come on. [to so-and-so] Do you taste metal?
Misha: Yeah, what is that?
Vasily Ignatenko: I don't know.
Misha: [later] No!
[Screams from intense radiation burns to hand]”
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