Red Dwarf (TV Series)

Out of Time (1993)

Chris Barrie: Rimmer

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Quotes 

• [Starbug has gone through a false reality pocket, making them believe Lister was a robot] 

  Rimmer : So we just crashed through an un-reality pocket?

  Kryten : Which created a false reality, making us believe... Mr. Lister was... oh my.

  The Cat : You mean he's not a...

  Kryten : [quickly, embarrassed]  No.

• Rimmer : Have we got any chance of winning?

  Kryten : Their craft is greatly upgraded. We have no chance whatsoever.

  Rimmer : Then I say fight!

  Kryten : Mr Rimmer?

  Rimmer : Better dead than smeg!

  Lister : Yes! Cat?

  The Cat : Better anything than sofa-sized butt!

  Lister : Kryten?

  Kryten : Better anything than that toupee!

• Rimmer : Do you know what it is about Lister that makes me want to puke? That makes me want to jab his eyes with an ice-pick? Everything, that's what! Especially his simple-minded, gerbil-faced optimism! And the Cat; what an unbelievable git! And Kryten; if he doesn't change pronto, I swear I'm going to attach jump leads to his nipple nuts and fry him like cajun catfish!

• Rimmer : What exactly was the point of that little exercise? Fun though it was, drinking in the heady medieval atmosphere of pre-Renaissance deep space, the time-drive is next to useless, yes?

• Kryten : [the original ending - The Starbug crew are celebrating their victory of the battle with their future selves]  Chilled margaritas, sir! We have much to celebrate.

  [Kryten pours the margaritas into their glasses] 

  Kryten : Mr. Rimmer destroyed the time drive. Deleted our future selves and saved us all.

  Rimmer : Please, Kryten. It's something I'm not proud of.

  Kryten : Further more. We've relocated Red Dwarf's vapor trail and we're barely 6 days behind. May I take this liberty in purposing a toast.

  [the Starbug crew raise their glasses] 

  Kryten : To the present!

  Lister : To the Present!

  [the Starbug crew drink their margaritas. Lister spits his out. He has a foam mustache] 

  Lister : They aren't margaritas. That's urine recyc!

  [Kryten looks sheepish. Rimmer, Lister, Cat and Kryten all have foam mustaches] 

• Future Rimmer : Gentlemen, we have no intention of being deprived of the opulence of luxury the Time Drive provides. Either you give us access to the data we require, or be prepared to be blasted out of the sky.

  Kryten : But if you kill us, you'll cease to exist.

  Future Rimmer : Better that than to be forced to live like you, like rats trapped together marooned in deep space.

• Rimmer : Threat warning. Vessel off the stern - they've got a missile lock on us.

  Lister : [astonished]  Our future selves are attacking us..!

  Cat : They're nuts!

• Kryten : But there may be...

  [an explosion sends Kryten flying] 

  Rimmer : Kryten...? Kryten? There may be a what? A way out of this? Is that what you were gonna say? Sp... speak, Kryten! How can we change what's happening?