You know, we're really not so different, you and I.
Now you're taking the smeg.
What is it you want?
Human beings in the distant future
realised that humanity was not mature enough
to handle modern technology.
And so, we were created to prevent that version of the future
from ever happening.
We are the good guys here.
But you kill people!
No one said that we couldn't have a little fun along the way.
So what happens to us? Are you gonna kill us too?
I wasn't planning to, but, you know, that's a really good idea.
You're gonna kill us in cold blood?
Actually, human blood isn't cold. It's around 37.5 degrees centigrade.
Prepare to die, human scum.
You said you were a high born! A droid of distinction.
A real big spender!
So much better than that other droid, what was his name?
Three of 63.
Did someone say my name?
Ah, so you're of Three of 63?
- What of it? - Nothing. Er, don't say anything.
We're good now.
He was slagging you off behind your back.
- He was? - Look, just leave it, Three of 63.
It's not worth it.
No, no. You were slagging me off behind my back.
Look, you remember we were going through that bad patch?
Well...
You're no better than 18 of 241.
Ooh!
- Two potato makes one potato! - (POWERING UP)
(FIRING)
- You did it! - Bob!
You are brilliant!
Just like you said!
We don't have much time.
This place will be swarming with Expanoids in no time.
If I can hook this to the transmitter,
we can send the signal worldwide and wipe out all the mechs.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What about Kryten?
We have to detonate it, there's no choice.
- No! - Lister, don't you see?
Once the Expanoids are gone, you can stay here.
We'll no longer be trapped together.
I can't lose Kryten.
Listen to me, sir, Mr Rimmer is speaking only about what is best for you.
As obviously detonating a global EMP will destroy him too.
Hang on, it's gonna take me out too?
Anything electrical.
My hair straighteners?
Hand over the EMP.
I already detonated it while you two were yacking.
You got 15 minutes to scram!
Leg it!
We're five minutes to orbit!
Activating the Cronos machine.
Sir, we're gonna hit some turb at 37,000 feet.
Any chance we can go a shorter route?
Not according to Pythagoras.
Yeah, well, Pythagoras wasn't much of a pilot.
- Leave this to me. - (WHOOSHING)
I learned a few things today, Kryten.
Hmm, really sir? What about?
Well, it seems to me us humans better be on our toes.
Make sure we don't lose ourselves and let technology take over.
Mmm, I'll make a note, sir, and remind you
if you ever appear to be in danger. Arms?
Yeah. Yeah, you do that.
Shoe. (GRUNTS)
Other shoe. (GRUNTS)
Socky.
Other socky.
You can't rely on machines, Kryten,
or else we'll lose the very thing that makes us human.
- Open. - (TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)
Ah!
That's the lad.
(THEME SONG PLAYING)
# It's cold outside There's no kind of atmosphere
# We're 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
# Gold fish 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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