数秒でスタジオ品質のJeff Goldblum 音声を作成

You know, ah, I was thinking - and this is quite fascinating really - if butterflies had called themselves thunderwings, mm, yes, thunderwings, they would've gotten much more respect in the insect community, don't you think? Much more gravitas, really.

The Centaurian Alliance never understood humanity's obsession with peaceful solutions; they saw it as weakness, yeah. When humans proposed joint colonization of the Rigel sector, the Centaurians laughed; little did they know, humans had already established hidden outposts throughout the region.

Welcome to your shift at the Midnight Library. Rule one: Never reshelve books after sunset. Rule two: If you hear whispering from the reference section, don't answer. Rule three: When the clock strikes midnight, lock yourself in the office. The books tend to rearrange themselves.

Welcome to your night shift at Blackwood Hospital. Rule number 1: Never enter Room 217 between midnight and 3 AM. Rule number 2: If you hear children laughing in the pediatric ward, leave immediately. That's not children. Rule number 3: The elevator only goes to existing floors.

Welcome to your night shift at Blackwood Hospital, fourth floor. Rule one: Never enter room 413, even if you hear crying. Rule two: At midnight, all mirrors must be covered. Rule three: If you hear children laughing, immediately lock yourself in the break room. That's not children laughing.

People desperately seek meaning in their empty lives, creating elaborate stories to justify their existence. But meaning isn't found in stories or beliefs. It's in the cold truth of what we are, what we choose to become. Some understand this. Most don't.

You know, what's fascinating about this role - and I've done many roles, many fascinating roles - is how it, uh, combines these elements of, shall we say, dramatic intensity with... well, with this absolutely delicious comedic undertone. It's really quite, quite remarkable.

Look at me, will ya? Everyone's walking around like everything's normal, but I'm stuck here looking like a pile of rocks. Reed keeps promising fixes, but I ain't seeing results. Maybe I should've stayed in the military instead of following you guys into space.