Adventures In Space

(dons the Sigourney Weaver mask) Houston, we have a problem She's breaking up! I can't hold altitude! Stop opening the pod bay doors, Hal. I can’t It decided our fate in a microsecond... We’re not going to make it, are we? That’s no moon… it’s a space station Luke, I am your faaaaaaaather Dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker… Revenge is best served up cold in spaaaaaace They’re like locusts… moving from planet to planet Nuke ‘em. Let’s nuke the bastards. We will not go quietly into the night… Powering down Sleep, the final frontier Take us home, Number One