Quotes
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Kryten : I have a theory, everyone. The Silverburg didn't crash, did it, Cassandra? The ship was sent here by the Space Corps on autopilot to get rid of you; to abandon you in a lunar sea in the depths of deep space.
The Cat : That's brilliant, bud! How did you work that out?
Kryten : I read it on this mission directive here.
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Kryten : [to Rimmer] Harness your stupidity, sir! Employ your witlessness! Use your empty-headed, simplistic moron mind and find a solution!
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Rimmer : Cassandra, I have a question.
Cassandra : I know, Arnold, because I know the rest of this conversation.
Rimmer : So what's the answer?
Cassandra : He chokes to death aged 181 trying to remove a bra with his teeth.
Lister : What was the question?
Rimmer : I just asked how you died.
Lister : You what? I didn't wanna know that. Who's bra?
The Cat : 181? Probably your own.
Lister : Come on, though. Taking a bra off with my teeth aged 181. That's a hell of a sexy way to go.
Kryten : So long as the teeth are in your mouth at the time, sir.
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Rimmer : So, to summarise, six years of space adventuring; six years of physics and astro-navigation has led you to the conclusion that I'm totally stuffed.
Kryten : Mr. Rimmer does have a point, sir. Your greater knowledge is making him pessimistic, therefore making his mind and his dough-like naïvete come up with a possible solution.
Lister : Shut your stupid flat head, you!