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ed <strong>dwarf</strong> <strong>season</strong> <strong>three</strong> part one small black beetles: the overkill<br />
LISTER: Michelle Fisher. God, she was gorgeous.<br />
RIMMER: How old were you?<br />
LISTER: Just gorgeous. If she'd have wanted, she could<br />
probably have got a job behind the perfume<br />
counter at Lewis', that's how good-looking she<br />
was.<br />
RIMMER: How old were you?<br />
LISTER: She took off all her clothes and just stood there<br />
in front of me, completely naked. I was so excited, I<br />
nearly dropped my skateboard.<br />
RIMMER: Your skateboard? How old were you?<br />
LISTER: Twelve.<br />
RIMMER: Twelve! Twelve years old? You lost your<br />
virginity when you were twelve? Well, you can't have<br />
been a full member of the Golf Club, then.<br />
LISTER: 'Course I wasn't.<br />
RIMMER: You did it on a golf course, and you weren't a<br />
member? You didn't pay any green fees or anything?<br />
LISTER: It was just a place to go.<br />
RIMMER: I used to play golf. I hate people who abuse<br />
the facilities. I hope you raked the sand back nicely<br />
before you left. That'd be a hell of a lie to get into,<br />
wouldn't it? Competition the next day, and your ball<br />
lands in Lister's buttock crevice. You'd need more<br />
than a niblick to get that one out.<br />
LISTER: Are you trying to say I've got a big bum?<br />
RIMMER: Big? It's like two badly-parked Volkswagens. The<br />
only things I ever lost when I was twelve were my<br />
shoes with the compass in the heel and the animal<br />
tracks on the soles. Porky Roebuck threw them in the<br />
septic tank behind the sports ground. I cried for<br />
weeks -- I was wearing them. I never even thought<br />
about sex when I was twelve.<br />
LISTER: Maybe that's because you used to be<br />
Alexander the Great's chief eunuch.<br />
Lister starts tearing pages from the book and throwing<br />
them on to the fire.<br />
RIMMER: What are you doing?<br />
LISTER: There's nothing left to burn.<br />
RIMMER: But not my books! Don't burn the books.<br />
LISTER: There's nothing else left.<br />
RIMMER: But it's obscene. A book is a thing of beauty.<br />
The voice of freedom. It's the essence of civilisation.<br />
LISTER: (reads title) Biggles' Big Adventure.<br />
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