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FRANK: [As JANET] Oh Brad, Oh yes, my darling, but what if...
It's all right Janet. Everything's going to be all right.
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BRAD: It's all right Janet. Everything's going to be all right.
FRANK: [As JANET] I hope so, my darling.
You!
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BRAD: You!
FRANK: I'm afraid so, Brad, but wasn't it nice?
You fiend, you soundrel, what have you done with Janet?
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BRAD: You fiend, you soundrel, what have you done with Janet?
FRANK: Mmmm, nothing. Why, do you think I should?
You tricked me! I wouldn't have! I've never - oh, my God, never!
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FRANK: Not really even half bad. In fact, I think you found it quite pleasurable. So soft, so sensual..
Ah, help! No, stop! I mean, Janet! Oh, Janet!
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FRANK: Shhh... Janet's probably asleep by now. Do you want her to see you like this?
Like this? Like how?
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BRAD: Like this? Like how?
FRANK: Like this!
It's your fault. You're to blame. I thought it was the real thing!
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FRANK: Oh, Brad, you've wasted so much time already. Janet needn't know. I won't tell her.
Are you sure you won't tell her... oooh!
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BRAD: [Enters in after Frank gets dragged out, unconscious, looks at TV screen.]
Janet! How could she? That's it, it's over.
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RIFF RAFF: Master, we have a visitor.
FRANK: Oh, shit.
Great Scott! Scotty! Dr. Evrett Scott!
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RIFF RAFF: You know this Earth-
FRANK: This person?
Yes, I do. He's an old friend of mine.
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FRANK: I see. So this wasn't simply a chance meeting. You came here with a purpose.
That's not true. My car broke down, I told you.
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FRANK: I know what you told me, Brad, but this Dr. Evrett Scott is not unknown to me.
He was a science teacher at Denton High.
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FRANK: He's attached to the bureau for the investigation of that which you call UFOs, that's right, isn't it, Brad?
He might be, I don't know.
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COLUMBIA: [Pushing Scott in.] Hi - Ho - Silver!
Dr. Scott!
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FRANK: Sophisticated, Dr. Scott? Or should I say Dr. Von Scott?
What exactly are you implying?
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SCOTTY: They didn't prove nothink! Ah... this machine here...
What do you think it is, Doc?
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SCOTTY: I suppose you intend to do with us as you did for Eddie.
PHANTOMS: Shhh...
COLUMBIA: Eddie!
MAGENTA & RIFF RAFF: Shh!
Eddie. I've seen him. He looks terrible.
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SCOTTY: I happen to know a great deal about a lot of things. You see, Eddie happens to be my nephew.
Dr. Scott!
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SCOTTY: Yes, Brad, my sister's boy. I knew he was in with a bad crowd, but it was worse than I imagined - aliens.
Tell them, Doc!
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SCOTTY: My wheels! My God, I can't move my wheels!
It's as if we're glued to the spot.
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SCOTTY: ...It is, I suppose, some type of audio vibratory physiomolecular transport device!
FRANK: You'd better believe it, baby.
You mean...
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RIFF RAFF: Yes, Dr. Scott, a laser capable of emitting a beam of pure anti-matter.
You mean you're going to kill him? What's his crime?
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[FRANK, COLUMBIA, and RIFF RAFF die]
Good God!
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