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He’s dead, Dave. Everybody’s dead. Everybody is dead, Dave.
Gawd. Wish I’d never let him out in the first place
Wait. Are you trying to tell me everybody is dead??
Hey, this has been a good day. I've eaten five times, I've slept six times, and I've made a lot of things mine. Tomorrow, I'm gonna see if I can't have sex with something.
(Singing) S-E-X, you know I want it! S-E-X, I'm gonna get it! (Sees unconscious Lister on the floor) S-E-X, I think I found it! Oh, it's you! Hey, monkey, you're sick.
He's you and you're him, and you're him and he's him -- am I still me? Who's eating this chicken? What the hell is going on??
So...what is it? Just kidding.
And now for something completely different...well, it still relates to "Red Dwarf", here are the "Gallifrey Gals" engaging in a "watch along/review" of the series. Posted are the first 3 episodes.
To conveniently see the Galltfrey Gals' reaction/reviews of the next 3 episodes, use this this link.
As you know, Holly's only capable of sustaining one hologram. So my advice to anyone more vital to the mission than me? If you die, I'll kill you.
Dwayne Dibbley? I don’t want to be Dwayne Dibbley!
CAT: My god. His head burst!
LISTER: That feels so good. Talk about a weight off yer mind.
Holly: Why didn't you have a mum?"
Lister: "I was abandoned."
Kryten : "Abandoned?"
Lister: "Six weeks old. A cardboad box underneath the pool table. I was just abandoned in this pub."
Cat: "How could anybody do that?"
Lister: "I don't know. I never found out."
Rimmer: "Well, I'd have thought it was obvious. Two people, unable to contain their desires, had an illicit liason. A liaison that an unforgiving society would not accept. And you were the fruit of their forbidden passion. You're forbidden passion fruit."
-The Last Day
My goodness. I do believe I'm drunk. I suddenly feel the need... to strut my funky stuff!
Hudson 10: “Wait your turn boys. You can’t all die at once.”
-The Last Day
Well now we know what the ‘H’ stands for; ‘Hidiot’ ammiright?
Kryten: We've found something, sir. I think it's one of the crew. A hideously malformed
triple-headed skeleton with putrified flesh hanging from it. It fell on Rimmer as we opened the lift door.
Lister: Is he all right?
Kryten: I believe he's just discovered what shirt-tails are for.
Rimmer: Alright, Kryten, you don't have to make me sound like a complete cowardly gimboid git. I'm fine now.
Kryten: So, shall I cancel the order to find your mother?
Look, face it, man. It's just not possible to fry an egg using a bicycle-powered hair dryer.
Rimmer: Do you think it's because the subspace conduits have locked with the transponder calibrations and caused a major tachyon surge that has overloaded the time matrix?
Kryten: Ah, no, sir. I've just been jabbing it too hard.
I reminded myself of these when I posted a similar ST Prodigy pic the other day.
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