gee, we always thought you were the supreme authority, mr. rasczak.
you still haven't kissed her yet ? don't lie.
others are waiting.
don't have to.  some mating semaphore is pretty hard to miss.
you got it bad.
don't forget about this afternoon. he's always late when he walks you home to fish for a kiss.
don't think about it.  go on instinct.
statistically speaking you should've accidentally guessed right by know.
luck is not a factor. no one really knows why some people are sensitive and some aren't. federal studies like this might provide a clue.
cyrano, you big yellow turd !
go bug mom, cyrano.
i gave him the impression that there was a fly crawling up my mom's leg. he is going to go eat it.
don't be afraid. can't do humans.  yet. c'mon let's go.
passport to the universe. who wouldn't want that ?
your father will never let you.
only 1 in 14 male applicants make it through stellar navigation. so what do you think your chances are ?
if you can't do those numbers, you haven't got a chance.
love.  how excruciatingly pathetic. now try and pay attention.
well, what do you know about that !
outa the way you two !
that's us. where do we sign ?
no.
i got games & theory.
well, we're gonna be millions of light years away from each other, and chances are we'll never see each other again, but sure.
to defeat the enemy, we must know the enemy. take for instance your basic arachnid warrior. minimal iq, armored, completely lethal. you can blow a limb off.
 and it's still 86% combat effec-tive. but here's a tip: aim for the nerve stem and put it down for good.
now while you are out killing bugs, we want you to be our eyes and ears. the bugs use some kind of plasma burst to divert meteors and aim them toward earth. we need to know how they do this. if you encounter any plasma, report it immediately to your superior. good luck and good hunting !
this conference is over. do your duty, lieutenant. that's an order.
please continue, sergeant.
johnny, i'm sorry it had to be your unit on planet p. that mission had a very low survival probability.
elegant proof of intelligence, isn't it ? we thought there might be a brain on p.
a colony has to reach a certain size before it produces a brain.  we think 300 generations. woulda too expensive to launch an operation if there wasn't a brain.
you don't approve. well, too bad. we're in this for the species, boys and girls. it's simple numbers, they have more, and everyday i have to make decisions that send hundreds of people like you to their deaths.
hope you're ready for more. we're going back to p to capture that brain.
i hear they need a new lieutenant.  want the job ?
it's good to see you two. it reminds me of the way things were before.
it's afraid.