In this task, you will use your knowledge about language (and common sense) to determine what element the marked number refers to. The numbers are marked with two underlines around them, like: _ number _. Your answer should be chosen from the given text, and should not contain other words.
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Question: Sam:  Ziggy ?
Ziggy: Yes , Dr. Beckett ?
Sam: You 've made brilliant theoretical hypotheses with minimal data over the last four years .
Ziggy: That 's true .
Sam: I 'd like you to do _ one _ now .
Ziggy: I do n't think so , Doctor .
Dr. Donna Eleese: Why not ?
Ziggy: I 'm dealing with too many data - limiting factors : the Admiral , this Captain Tom Jarret he 's leapt into , a year no one had the foresight to preload into my memory banks . Actually , I was doing quite well absorbing the year until Franklin Delano Roosevelt died . It depressed me . Try me in 11.6 hours .
Sam: What if the Admiral does n't have 11.6 hours ?
Ziggy: I believe your brain is still slightly magnafluxed , Dr. Beckett , or you 'd remember I never experience guilt . That 's a flaw found only in human computers . Good night , Doctor . Have fun , you two .
Sam: Ziggy !
Dr. Donna Eleese: It wo n't do any good .
Sam: Why did I give him Barbara Streisand 's ego ?

Answer: hypotheses


Question: Alexander Rook:  We 've nearly completed work on the new prototype .
Old Man: And what are you going to do about the other _ one _ ?
Alexander Rook: We do n't need her anymore .
Old Man: Her continued existence threatens ours . You say she has friends who assisted her ?
Alexander Rook: Yes .
Old Man: Do they know what she is ?
Alexander Rook: Yes .
Old Man: Then they 'll need to die too , Alex . All of them .

Answer: prototype


Question: Kenan:  Have I ever given you one reason not to trust me ?
Kel Kimble: No .
Kenan: All right ...
Kel Kimble: You 've given me a * thousand * reasons !
Kenan: Name _ one _ .
Kel Kimble: You talked me into wearing pantyhose , you talked me into tickling that policeman , you talked me into getting bat mitzvahed ...
Kenan: Hey , it 's bar mitzvahed !
Kel Kimble: You talked me into drinking fish grease ...
Kenan: Ugggghhhh !
Kel Kimble: You talked me into selling my kidney , you talked me into gluing myself to the train . Remember that ?
Kenan: Oh yeah , you ran pretty fast .
Kel Kimble: I had to !

Answer:
reasons