red dwarf season three

ed dwarf season three part one small black beetles: the overkill
LISTER: Come on, then! All of you, slags! All together or
one at a time! I don't care -- it's all the same to
me! I'm... (collapses)
RIMMER: Ah, thank god for that. Right -- as far as I
can see it, we have two options: One, we take it on
and kill it; or Two, run away. Who's for Two?
KRYTEN: Two sounds pretty good to me, sir.
CAT: It's always been my lucky number.
RIMMER: Right, well, let's load up Starbug and get out of
here.
HOLLY: What about Lister?
RIMMER: Oh, just seal the hatch from the inside. He'll
be safe here until we're ready to go.
HOLLY: Remember: it's out there, and it could be
anything.
RIMMER: Let's move it.
KRYTEN: What about the Space Corps Directive which
states, "It is our primary overriding duty to contact
other life forms, exchange information, and,
wherever possible, bring them home?"
RIMMER: What about the Rimmer Directive which states,
"Never tangle with anything that's got more teeth
than the entire Osmond family?"
CARGO DECK.
RIMMER: Set the bazookoids to heat-seeker. When you
see it, aim roughly in its direction, and the heat
seekers will do the rest. Is that a shadow? It's in the
shadows! There! There! Sorry. My fault. False alarm.
CAT: Idiot.
RIMMER: I don't understand it -- holograms don't
produce heat, and neither do androids. What are
they homing in on?
ENERGY BALLS RETURN ROUND THE CORNER, CHASING CAT.
CAT: Oh, come on -- give me a break!
Cat runs to a dead end except for a door. He activates
the door, trapping the energy balls inside.
CAT: You either got it or you ain’t. Boys, you ain’t
even close.
RIMMER: Cat, where are you?
CAT: Over here!
RIMMER: Stay put -- we'll come and find you.
KRYTEN: Keep talking!
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