Reverend Theo:We're going to be okay. I've got a really good feeling about this. We can lay low, and be fine.
Doctor Bunnigus:Honey, I don't know what you're feeling, but there's no way they can let us live.
Doctor Bunnigus:And it's not just that. . . They need to know everything we know. I've analyzed those nanites. I saved some data from our old Doc's cryokit.
Doctor Bunnigus:Why, the information in his head alone. . .
Doctor Bunnigus:Hey! Torturer! Pick me first! Pick me pick me pick MEEEE!
Reverend Theo:That is not laying low, sweetie. The good feeling is going awaaay.
