text_original: Merrick's face showed his disgust. "Frankly, I don't believe that. Androids don't kill." "We shall see, my son," Erikson said settling the belt of his energy screen more comfortably about his hips. "We shall see."
text_transcription: MERRICK'S FACE SHOWED HIS DISGUST FRANKLY I DON'T BELIEVE THAT ANDROYDS DON'T KILL WE SHALL SEE MY SON ERICSSON SAID SETTLING THE BELT OF HIS ENERGY SCREEN MORE COMFORTABLY ABOUT HIS HIPS WE SHALL SEE
phonemes: mˈɛɹɪks fˈeɪs ʃˈoʊd hɪz dɪsɡˈʌst. "fɹˈæŋkli, aɪ dˈoʊnt bᵻlˈiːv ðˈæt. ˈændɹɔɪdz dˈoʊnt kˈɪl." "wiːʃˌɐl sˈiː, maɪ sˈʌn," ˈɛɹɪksən sˈɛd sˈɛɾəlɪŋ ðə bˈɛlt ʌv hɪz ˈɛnɚdʒi skɹˈiːn mˈɔːɹ kˈʌmftəbli ɐbˌaʊt hɪz hˈɪps. "wiːʃˌɐl sˈiː."