NARRATOR: Bay Two, Neosynchronicity...
MURTAUGH: Welcome aboard General Bala-Amin.
BALA-AMIN: Thank you for inviting us, Captain Murtaugh.
SORLIE: Your sally port is at the ceiling?
MURTAUGH: This vessel was originally constructed by the lighter-than-air Oafa. Exiting from the ceiling made sense.
SORLIE: I get that, but you've doubled down on their design. You've retrofitted a lift in here.
Which means the hull materials made it too costly to install grav-conduits.
BALA-AMIN: Captain Murtaugh, this is Lieutenant Sorlie. She knows more about ship design than most shipwrights do.
MURTAUGH: So I see. I thought the seams from our refit were sanded down better than that.
SORLIE: Sanded? Surely not, they've—
MURTAUGH: *interrupting* I'm kidding.
It's always a pleasure to meet an expert, Lieutenant.
SORLIE: Oh. Well, thank you, Captain Murtaugh.
SORLIE: This design... I've never seen anything like it.
MURTAUGH: It's ancient. The ship was parked and preserved for millions of years.
Presented to us by the Oafa, Neosynchronicity is a token of gratitude for services rendered.
SORLIE: Well, if the hull is really the PTU composite its neutrino shadow made it out to be...
Sorry. I'll stop.
If you're offering a tour, I should listen, not ramble.
MURTAUGH: Where did you find her, and were there any more, perhaps standing around unattended?
BALA-AMIN: That's almost exactly the same question we've got for you.