Just two pieces of Bombay aloo you dropped several millennia ago down the service ducts,
where they appear to evolved a rudimentary intelligence and formed a progressive folk duo.
- Damn scanner. - Keep looking.
Narrowing parameters. Oh.
Oh, my. You were right, sir. I think we've found them.
Where?
They're there, OK.
So Red Dwarf spent the last two years exploring strange new worlds in my laundry basket?
Of course, the ship is now so small that to the nanos
a hole in one of your athletic supports is at least the size of a galaxy!
Hey, I like the sound of that - Dave Lister, the man with the galaxy-sized jockstrap.
Little scamps! It's the oldest trick in the book.
Capture your ship, turn it into a planet,
then explore a macro-universe in a laundry basket.
How could you fall for an old scam like that?
Ma'am, can you tell me if the readings change.
(FAINT BLEEPING)
Same.
Still the same.
- Still the same! - They've changed!
Ha! Nailed the little blighters! After all the embarrassment they've caused me!
Kris, see if you can find a frequency to establish contact.
Leave it to me, sir. I know to make contact.
Can you hear me, you pesky little critters?
We want our ship back and we want a new arm for Mr Lister! Are you receiving me?
- (BLEEPING) - Ah, we have contact.
They're communicating in machine code. Leave the talking to me.
Have you any idea what you've done, deserting your droid?
You've broken every reg in the manual!
(ELECTRONIC CONVERSATIONAL NOISES)
And to compound matters by stealing our ship, it's unbelievably...
Er... It's unbelievably... naughty.
(DEFIANT SOUNDING NOISES)
Now, listen up. Here's the deal.
We want that planetoid turned back into Red Dwarf
and we also want you to build a new arm for Mr Lister.
- (HIGH-PITCHED WHINE) - If you don't, you'll get more of this.
(ELECTRONIC SQUEALING)
So they'll really manufacture me a new arm from my existing skin and bone tissue?
I've got them worked up into such a frenzy, sir, they'll do anything I say.
- Where are they? - Here.
On the tip of my finger, sir. Millions and millions of them.
All I have to do now is insert them into your body.
What with?
- Hypodermic, sir. - Thank God for that.
I can't bear to look. Has it worked? Someone tell me!
Let's all turn around after three.
(CAT) One, two, three!
- Has it worked? - It's been a 100 per cent success, sir.
In fact, it's been a 500 per cent success!
In fact, they've... Well, if that's all, sir,
I think I'll retire for the evening. Goodnight!
Release me, Kris. I've gotta see it.
They probably didn't mean any harm.
I think they were trying to make up for before. We'll get them to have another go, OK?
Aaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!
(CAT) Hey! Nice rebuild! Those nano-dudes have done a real neat job.
Hey, it seems even bigger than I remember.
Er, guys,
we've got a problem!
# It's cold outside, there's no kind of atmosphere
# I'm all alone, more or less
# Let me fly far away from here
# Fun, fun, fun
# In the sun, sun, sun
# I want to lie, shipwrecked and comatose
# Drinking fresh mango juice
# Goldfish shoals, nibbling at my toes
# Fun, fun, fun
# In the sun, sun, sun
# Fun, fun, fun
# In the sun, sun, sun #
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