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ed <strong>dwarf</strong> <strong>season</strong> <strong>three</strong> part one small black beetles: the overkill<br />
MEDICAL UNIT.<br />
CAT: Is he OK?<br />
RIMMER: As far as we can tell, yes.<br />
CAT: So where'd the creature go?<br />
RIMMER: Well, it turned into a kind of splodgy, squelchy<br />
thing and squidged off down the corridor.<br />
CAT: What is it? Some kind of alien?<br />
HOLLY: No, it's from Earth -- man made. I checked<br />
out its DNA profile. Some kind of genetic experiment<br />
that went wrong.<br />
KRYTEN: Apparently, it was an attempt to create the<br />
ultimate warrior -- a mutant that could change shape<br />
to suit its terrain and deceive its enemies.<br />
CAT: So what did go wrong?<br />
HOLLY: It feeds off the negative emotions -- fear, guilt,<br />
anger, paranoia -- drains them out of its prey.<br />
KRYTEN: It's a sort of emotional vampire. It changes<br />
shape to provoke a negative emotion -- in Lister's<br />
case, it took him to the very limit of his terror,<br />
then sucked out his fear.<br />
RIMMER: So now Lister's got no sense of fear?<br />
KRYTEN: Precisely.<br />
RIMMER: What are we going to do?<br />
LISTER: Well, I say let's get out there and twat it!<br />
RIMMER: Lister, you're ill. Just relax and leave this to<br />
us.<br />
LISTER: I could have had it in the sleeping quarters, but<br />
you saw it -- you saw it -- it took me by surprise.<br />
RIMMER: Lister, it turned into an eight-foot-tall, armourplated<br />
alien killing machine.<br />
LISTER: If it wants a Bonney, we'll give it one! One swift<br />
knee in the happy sacks; it'll drop like anyone else!<br />
RIMMER: Fine, well, we'll bear that in mind when we're<br />
planning our strategy.<br />
LISTER: I'm gonna rip out its windpipe and beat it to<br />
death with the tonsil end. I'm gonna stick my fist so<br />
far down its gob, I'll be able to pull the label off its<br />
underpants.<br />
Kryten injects a sedative through Lister's arm.<br />
LISTER: What's that, pal? You starting trouble?<br />
KRYTEN: It's just a little something to calm you<br />
down, sir.<br />
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