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Well, we could eat a big bowl of hepatitises A through E.

In a few generations, after the colony is established...

Name a place. Lidsville.

MALORY: Just try not to kill us all, Cyril. Mother, please!

No! I'm not! Because I am-- Ready!

COMPUTER: Fifty meters. LANA: You're doing great, Cyril.

And I'm telling you to do it.

Don't you people get it?

ls you hired ISIS just so Lana could pump out a bunch of Martian babies?

ARCHER: Five more minutes! God.

You absolutely may not.

COMPUTER : Docking coupler disengaging.

Why is nobody else wearing a T-shirt under their suit?

Uh-huh. But just to be clear, we don't do babies.

Oh, and, Trish? Uh, with your looks, maybe bitchy is not the way to go.

...we'll revisit the issue. In the meantime--

So the only reason to go out there is your ego.

MAN : Gone to outer space

KELLOGG : Uh, Tony, we've got a problem.