Quotes
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Dr. Bellfriar : So you really do teleport, do you?
Blake : Over short distances, yes.
Dr. Bellfriar : Well, of course, the theory's as old as physics, but I didn't know it had been cracked yet.
Blake : Liberator's a very advanced ship. Of course, you have to know the surface conditions, otherwise teleporting's a bit like a jump in the dark. You're quite liable to surface in a fission reactor.
Dr. Bellfriar : Not a mistake you could learn by, really.
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Dr. Bellfriar : And just who are you?
Blake : Well, according to the Federation, I'm a political criminal. You may have heard of me. My name is Blake.
Dr. Bellfriar : Yes, but then we're absentminded scientists, you see. In fact, we've forgotten your name already. Haven't we, Gambrill?
Gambrill : Whose name, sir?
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Dr. Bellfriar : Everyone who's been into deep space has had the Terran ague, or the three-day sweats as it's commonly known as. It's a sort of a mild infection, it slightly alters the body's nucleic structure, it seems to be a metabolic reaction to space travel. Well this new virus, Paratype 926, attacks those altered cells and acts as a catalyst, they burst and, well the effects are literally a series of explosions that race through the body's neural cell structure. The virus is easily cultured in human tissue or in nucleic acid solution. Now, here is the formula for the antiserum...
Blake : [On Liberator] Dr. Bellfriar, are you saying that this virus is only effective against human beings who've been in deep space?
Dr. Bellfriar : Precisely. It fits your theory. But I don't think that the virus was designed to *destroy* man, merely to confine him to his own planet. Now here is the formula.
Blake : Go ahead.
Dr. Bellfriar : H-N, H-N-O... oh my God!
Blake : Dr. Bellfriar! Dr. Bellfriar!
Dr. Bellfriar : I've forgotten how to read.
[Dr. Bellfriar looks at his hands. They're covered in blisters. He groans and covers his face]
Blake : Transmission ends.
Vila : *Fosforon* ends.
Cally : It's no joke, Vila.
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Gambrill : If there's anything in this message, sir, I suppose this could be a little piece of history.
Dr. Bellfriar : A high point in your scientific career, Gambrill. Just think of it, in less than twenty minutes you could be shaking hands with an exomorph.
Gambrill : Not if it's hostile sir, I've got my pension to think about.
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Gambrill : Well, you said this base was full of psychotics, you wait 'til you hear this one.
Dr. Bellfriar : What exactly is that supposed to mean?
Blake : I told him I teleported here. He didn't believe me.
Dr. Bellfriar : Well, Gambrill's like that, I'm afraid. Lacks faith.
Blake : Defined as the capacity to believe what you know isn't true?
