Robot:
Danger, Will Robinson! Danger!
Dr. Smith:
Don't leave me alone. Wait for me!
Dr. Smith:
[
to Robot] You bubble-headed booby! You realize what you've done?
Robot:
Warning! Warning! Alien approaching!
Robot:
Affirmative.
Dr. Smith:
Oh, the pain, the pain.
[
to Robot]
Dr. Smith:
Yours not to question why; yours to do as I say or die.
[
repeated line]
Dr. Smith:
Silence, you ninny.
[
repeated line]
Dr. Smith:
Silence, you mental midget.
[
repeated line]
Dr. Smith:
Never fear, Smith is here.
Will Robinson:
This is the Jupiter 2, identify yourself, please.
Robot:
I am sorry, Will Robinson, I am afraid I goofed.
Robot:
My micromechanism thanks you, my computer tapes thank you, and I thank you.
IDAK Alpha 12:
Crush! Kill! Destroy!
[
repeated line]
Robot:
That does not compute.
Robot:
[
singing operatically] Figaro! Figaro! Figaro!
Dr. Smith:
Oh, shut up.
Robot:
That does not compute!
Dr. Smith:
What day is it?
Robot:
The day is Thursday. The month is March. The year is...
Dr. Smith:
Never mind the year.
Robot:
I compute it to be an ionic directional probe searching for receiving outlets.
[
to Robot]
Dr. Smith:
Now come along with me, you ludicrous lump, there's much to be done.
Robot:
I cannot accept that course of action.
Dr. Smith:
[
thinking he has been transported to Hades] Good Heavens!
Morbus:
Guess again.
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