Dr. Henry Deacon: Well, you’ve got a lot of great stuff in here. It just deserves our respect.
Dr. Douglas Fargo: The dumpster’s down the hall to the left.
Henry: Dumpster? No, No, No. One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.
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Sheriff Jack Carter [looking at a MAD silo] Yeah, that can’t be good.
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Sheriff Jack Carter: Okay, okay, this ion beam thingy, that is what exactly?
Dr. Henry Deacon: Irradiated uranium isotopes.
Dr. Douglas Fargo: Oh, God!
Jack: Oh, death ray. Why don’t you just say death ray?
Henry: I’ve searched your entire database. There’s not one single record of silos, or irradiated isotopes, or ionosphere particle beams.
Jack: Try death ray?
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Sheriff Jack Carter: I’m looking for a retired scientist.
Eugenia Biddle: Swing a cat.
Jack: A Dr. Thatcher?
Eugenia: Irvin? Room 101. But why do you want…? [Carter leaves quickly]
Zoe Carter: Wait for it.
Jack [returning]: Hey! Room 101, that would be…?
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Dr. Irvin Thatcher: The question remains fusion or fission. Fission? Certainly not. I haven’t been fishin’ since I lived on Lake Erie. You think that’s eerie? How do you explain quasar energy paradox? Or baldness amoung musicians? Hmmm?
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Dr. Henry Deacon: These locking bolts, are they some kind of proprietary threading?
Dr. Irvin Thatcher: Reverse the hex.
Henry: Excuse me?
Irvin: If you want sex, reverse the hex.
Dr. Nathan Stark: Sheriff, at any point when you picked him up, the car ride, the long walk down here, happen to notice this guy’s not all there?
Jack: Yeah, there may have been signs.
Irvin: Righty loosey, lefty tighty.
Henry: Got it.
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MAD Machine: Weapon will deploye in 20 hours.
Dr. Nathan Stark: Do it.
MAD Machine: Lauch code override initiated. Weapon will deploy in 7 hours.
Nathan: Let’s not cut any more wires.
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Deputy Jo Lupo: We’ve got everything under control. [MAD silo opens] Except for that.
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Dr. Nathan Stark [shouts after several attempts]: Henry, how’s the drilling going?
Dr. Henry Deacon: This laser bombardment drill cuts through quartz like butter! I should be done in what, uh, 5 hours.
MAD Machine: Weapon will deploy in 4 hours.
Nathan: Drill faster.
Henry: Yeah.
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Dr. Nathan Stark [after Carter breaks the glass on the display case and borrows his Nobel]: I miss Sheriff Cobb.
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Dr. Nathan Stark [after Eugenia cracks her knuckles to use the computer]: Oh, for the love of God.
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Sheriff Jack Carter [looking at the bigger MAD silo]: Not good. Very not good.
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Dr. Irvin Thatcher [speaking of using Carter’s Jeep as a remaining device]: I think desperate times call for desperate measures.