text_original: "No. The 'copters are both in Francisco picking up supplies. I ordered them out yesterday. Besides, that wouldn't settle anything. There are almost a thousand androids in the Creche as of this morning. What about them?" Graves made a gesture of impatience. "It's the humans I'm thinking about."
text_transcription: NO THE COPTERS ARE BOTH IN FRANCISCO PICKING UP SUPPLIES I ORDERED THEM OUT YESTERDAY BESIDES THAT WOULDN'T SETTLE ANYTHING THERE ARE ALMOST A THOUSAND ANDROIDS IN THE CRUSH AS OF THIS MORNING WHAT ABOUT THEM GRAVES MADE A GESTURE OF IMPATIENCE IT'S THE HUMANS I'M THINKING ABOUT
phonemes: "nˈoʊ. ðə kˈɑːptɚz ɑːɹ bˈoʊθ ɪn fɹænsˈɪskoʊ pˈɪkɪŋ ˌʌp səplˈaɪz. aɪ ˈɔːɹdɚd ðˌɛm ˈaʊt jˈɛstɚdˌeɪ. bᵻsˈaɪdz, ðæt wˈʊdənt sˈɛɾəl ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ. ðɛɹˌɑːɹ ˈɔːlmoʊst ɐ θˈaʊzənd ˈændɹɔɪdz ɪnðə kɹˈɛʃ æz ʌv ðɪs mˈɔːɹnɪŋ. wˌʌt ɐbˈaʊt ðˌɛm?" ɡɹˈeɪvz mˌeɪd ɐ dʒˈɛstʃɚɹ ʌv ɪmpˈeɪʃəns. "ɪts ðə hjˈuːmənz aɪm θˈɪŋkɪŋ ɐbˈaʊt."