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Hold on it.
Easy. Lock scanners.
Scanners locked.
Activate auto -grab.
Auto -grab activated.
Watch him.
Careful.
Gene? All right, sir. We've got him.
Are we on full magnet scope?
Yes, my commander.
Kill the automatic.
Sir?
Put it on manual.
I want this baby myself.
All yours, commander.
Oh, I get so excited.
What? Go get him, commander.
Give me a countdown to ejection time.
12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4...
Mission completed.
We've cleaned up all the trash in the Milky Way. Now, put her on astrotrack
let's get out of here.
Welcome to the bicentennial of the founding of this space station known as
-1. I want to thank you all. Ladies, gentlemen, humanoids,
multiforms, polymorphopods, geninites, konguans, transpodulites. As you
know, I am Dr.
Otto Palindol, superintendent -in -chief of PERMA -1. And if I may quote from
the First Amendment to our Confederation's Declaration of Unity,
equally welcome here regardless of species, life system, echo mass, or
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
On the other side of this trans panel, you can share in the serenity of our
command center.
The operations room where those whom you have appointed to govern our system and
its way of life work tirelessly and calmly.
to preserve and maintain universal harmony.
Until now.
Quark, signing on.
To augment my official sanitation patrol reports...
I have decided to keep a diary of my adventures, assuming, of course, that I
have any adventures.
First, my name is Adam Quark, commander of this ship.
Oh, sorry, old fella.
Almost forgot.
Ready for your dinner, old pal?
Okay, come on.
Come and get it. Come on.
The second -in -command position is held jointly by Betty and Betty.
One of them is a clone, an artificial laboratory -created identical twin of
other. I'm extremely fond of Betty.
If only I knew which Betty it was that I am extremely fond of.
Our chief engineer is a transmute, Gene, or as he or she is sometimes called,
Gene.
Our research and equipment specialist is the eminent scientist O .B. Mudd, who
lost an eye some years ago when he went to sleep for several hours while looking
into his microscope.
In his spare time, he usually works on Andy, a servo -mechanical android that
is determined to perfect.
Someday.
I myself am just an ordinary human, air -breathing, homo sapiens, descended from
inhabitants of planet Earth.
now abandoned.
Oh.
Ergo.
No wall.
Down, Ergo.
Down, Ergo.
Good.
Good boy.
My ancestors were members of a subgroup called Americans.
Archaeological diggings made in the western and southern sections of their
country. indicate that these so -called Americans worshipped and perhaps were
governed by a fully clothed English -speaking mouse.
You've had your dinner, fella.
Time for Betty now.
As our new orbit moves us toward Ursa Major in the M82 sector, I would like to
close by saying...
by saying, uh, I would just like to close by saying, stop signing off.
Stay, circle, stay.
He's not going to stay.
Thank you, Betty. Thank you, Betty. That's enough brushing off. That's
brushing off.
That's an order.
Interface, this is an emergency. Would you please hurry?
I've only got four hands, you know.
Yes? Oh, palindrome here, sir. Sorry to disturb you.
That's all right, palindrome.
I was just, as usual, thinking.
Sir, we've got a bit of a headache down here.
Don't tell me about headaches, palindrome.
No, sir.
I wrote the book on headaches.
Yes, sir.
Give me the facts.
An extraordinarily large explosion from the M82 sector seems to have propelled
an enzyme cloud clear through Ursa Major's gravity field. It's practically
protein, and it's metabolizing everything in its path, including
I suppose you're going to tell me this enzyme thing is going to hit us full on.
and turn us all into little bitty meson particles.
At about 1 ,500 hours tomorrow. I'm sorry, sir, I know how you feel.
Can you imagine a migraine the size of a supernova?
No, sir.
Then you don't know how I feel.
All right, have we got any ships in that sector?
Just once.
Who's in command?
Adam Quark.
That's the worst news yet.
What cargo is he carrying?
200 ,000 tons of compressed space garbage.
Wonderful.
Quark's not totally inexperienced, sir. He did see active service during the
Sagittarius Rebellion.
Wasn't he captured by the enemy?
Oh, yes, sir. By the Solonites.
Animated, mildly intelligent vegetables.
Tubers, actually.
Quark was taken prisoner by a unit of dissident potatoes.
Sir, if Quark could move his ship into the center of that enzyme cloud and set
off his own reactor system... And create a nuclear implosion.
Yes, it might work.
Of course, it would mean certain death for everybody on board.
This is a tough one, Palindrome. But as you know, one of the responsibilities of
those in charge, sometimes, is to order the sacrifice of the few.
For the sake of the many.
Yes, sir.
Particularly when those in charge are among the many.
I'll see you below, Adam.
Oh, yes, absolutely.
I'll see you below, Adam.
Of course. Yeah.
Have you finished the auto system checkout?
Checkout completed. Power load is at maximum. Good. Lunar and solar readings
full mesh. Good. Orbit program is locked in. Good. And guess what? What?
I've almost finished my needlepoint.
It's lovely, isn't it, Doc?
Oh, boy.
Request permission to speak to the commander.
What is it?
Alone.
I know what I'm not wanting.
I'll see you below, Commander.
You ought to take it easy on Gene, Doc.
I don't like transmutes.
Transmutes are just like everyone else.
Except, of course, for the fact that they have a full set of male and female
chromosomes.
Would you let your brother or sister marry one?
Just tell me what's on your mind, Doc.
I'm requesting a transfer.
I want to get away from the sanitation business while I'm still young.
Look, Doc, I know how you feel, but we've got a job to do that's just as big
as important as any other.
Besides, where would you transfer to?
We're 17 light years from the nearest space station.
Let me out. I'll walk.
Sir, quark ship has moved into the perimeter of the enzyme cloud. We can't
normal voice contact.
Now, what do you suggest?
An emergency laser grab. I've already written one up, but I have to have your
authority.
Get the interface operator.
Yes, sir.
Interface.
This is the head.
I want to send an emergency lasergram to the M82 sector.
That's awfully far.
We know that interface.
That will be $422 ,000 for 10 words and $68 ,000
for each additional word.
What is the message, please?
16 words, palindrome.
Well, we can cut deer.
How's it going, Andy?
Everything is fine, thank you.
Thank you?
You're welcome.
Yes, I see.
And how do you feel?
I feel wonder.
I feel wonder.
I feel wonder.
Oh.
You're getting there.
Amanda. What is it?
Look at this.
We've got a spectrum rating that's gone right off the graph.
Something's coming this way.
Something big.
And it's not solid. It's emitting a totally varied wave cycle.
A totally varied wave cycle. Do you understand what that means?
What does it mean?
I wish I knew.
What would happen if it hit us?
At best, the ship would be anatomized and we'd all be turned into instant
jelly.
Of course, that's looking on the bright side.
Isn't there a chance you could be mistaken?
Yes.
No.
Time to ingest.
What's on the menu?
Special treat tonight, Commander.
All your favorites.
Hearts of plankton, hot space biscuits, puree of astro germ, and moon snail
flambé. What about a moistening agent?
Chateau Allio from the Great Bear Constellation, 2117.
Mmm, a great century for wine.
Ah, that's what I call ingestion.
Now, we're all set for a nice long nap.
Commander Quark. Yes, Gene. How long do you want the cryogenopod auto -timer set
for? Let's see. This is April 4th. Set them for full energy restoration on June
3rd. Right. At 7 a .m.
That early?
That's two months from now.
Well, a gal needs her beauty sleep.
I suppose you want to be tucked in?
You come near me, you'll end up looking for two patches. You got that mud? All
right, knock it off.
Big bully.
What do you got, Doc?
Don't know yet.
New sample findings.
I want to look at them under the stethoscope.
I'm going to check the gyro channels before I turn in.
Oh.
What is it? See something?
No.
Nothing at all.
It's all black.
Other eye, Doc.
What? Oh.
Yes.
My name is Andy.
What is your name?
Please tell me your name.
I think you are very attractive.
Won't you speak to me?
Andy, no.
Stop that.
Come with me, Andy.
That is not a toy. It's the garbage control.
That is a very important piece of expensive machinery.
Yes, but isn't she cute?
be sharing the experience with you. Thank you, Betty.
You like me a little bit, don't you?
Oh, more than just a little bit.
More than her?
Well... Because she's only a clone.
I'm the real person.
She is not!
It's not true!
Easy, Betty.
She was made from a cell that came from underneath my fingernail.
Honest! Yes, yes. Oh, I believe you.
Adam?
I'm even prouder to be sharing this experience with you than she is.
Because, as someone once said, death is the greatest
adventure, you know?
Sure, but you have to remember that whoever said it probably wasn't dead at
time. Coming!
must be inside the thing now.
If those hydrochemical readings are correct, it's as though we're being
digested. By Jiminy, that's it.
It's some kind of protein hydrolyzing amino producer.
What does it mean?
I'm not quite sure, but it's got a nice ring to it.
Okay, I think we've got it.
Let's cut out the good luck.
It seems superfluous anyway.
Interface, we've got it down to ten words.
It's about time.
What is the message, please?
Palindrome, I'll put the lasergram through.
You watch those command table readouts and keep me informed.
I want to know if Quark makes it.
And if he doesn't?
Uh, lie.
Quark, don't you tell this pricing emergency!
If we drop that cargo, we'll be torn apart!
I said it was.
It's gone after the cargo.
It's having the feast of its life.
And moving in a completely different direction.
Away from our solar system.
Away from our civilization.
Away from everything we hold dear.
Mostly us.
Commander, it's an emergency laser grain. From Perma One.
Quark, blow your reactor and save Galaxy.
Nice knowing you.
You know, if Andy hadn't dumped that load, we would all be
extremely dead.
We owe our lives to that plucky jumble of spare parts.
You're not going to be just any ordinary servo mechanism.
I'm going to program you to genius level.
You'll learn to think like we do.
We'll teach you to speak like we do. And behave like we do. In fact, Andy, when
we get through with you, you'll be just like us.
What do you think of that?
I woke up and no one was around.
I was so frightened. Won't you tell me what happened?
Get away from me, Doc.
Please.
We had a little trouble back there, Gene, but we straightened everything
In fact, we were probably responsible for saving the entire galaxy.
Yeah? Well, it's a mess down below. The load control box is in the middle of the
cabin. That is my fiancé.
What's he babbling about?
Oh, nothing, really.
Hey!
What's his fiancee?
Are we talking about the load control box?
This load control box?
That robot is sick.
But it is romantic.
Permawant to Quark. Permawant to Quark.
This is Quark.
Who?
Quark. What? This is Quark.
Commander Quark for you.
Quark, I have a message for you and your crew from the head himself.
Yes, sir.
Congratulations for your superb work in the face of indescribable danger. A
grateful galaxy salutes you.
You are directed to proceed with your ship to Stellar Quadrant 7 and look for
signs of trouble.
Your permanent mission now is to scour the universe.
Hey!
Now we're going to see some action.
Oh, and... Yes, sir. On your way to Quadrant 7, would you swing by the small
cloud of Magellan? They haven't had a pick -up there in two weeks, and there
space baggies everywhere.
All right. You all heard that?
Let's start scouring the universe.
Andy, we owe this all to you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
All right. Let's get this ship moving.
You know, Doc, I really believe that some higher consciousness that
the infinite pattern of cause and effect must have selected us to play this
vital role.
At least that's one way of looking at it.
Or it's just pure dumb luck.
That's the other way.
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