NARRATOR: Ten minutes later, on a departing shuttle...
TREVOR: ... Oh yeah. A really good run.
TREVOR: I tell you, that dude in the tux... he was on fire.
KATHRYN: Yeah, 'till the crash-and-burn. He face-planted right through a dinette set.
BARRY: Softmole says the security cameras all went to sleep, right on schedule.
TREVOR: So we got away clean?
KATHRYN: Clean? This alien saliva smells like the paste we used in school when I was six.
TREVOR: If you hadn't been sniffing paste back then you wouldn't be body-checking aliens for us now.